I can only speak the words as quickly as they`re coming now believe me,
Looking down upon the bed suspended by a silver thread I`m breathing.
From the feeling that you`ve felt this before.
It`s a long load, long lonely road.
It`s a long road, long journey home.
Trying to see poetry within the shifting imagery of meaning
Well if you`re feeling hollow man
Just throw the stone and shatter your reflection...with questions.
Well if you`re trying as hard as you can
To see where you fit in this plan
It`s a long road, long lonely road.
It takes time to find the plave you love
It takes time to find the plave you love
Well if you`ve got to be sure in that feeling you`ve got to take time.
It takes time to find the place you love,
Oh it`s a long road...long journey home.
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