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The Wrong Way Home

Almost There album coverWords and music by Jeffrey Pepper Rodgers There’s a black wing circling a brown dirt hill And the crunch of gravel in the noonday still With the bottle empty and the hour so long Taking the wrong way home The fog has lifted and the signs are clear We’re halfway going from there to here There’s no mistaking which road we’re on Taking the wrong way home Taking the wrong way home Where the sea runs dry under blackened sky I hang my soul to the wind When the edges fray, I blow away Ah… There’s a time for running and a time for rest There’s a deeper valley when you reach the crest And you can see nothing but to get along Taking the wrong way home Taking the wrong way home Where the sea runs dry under blackened sky I’m bound against my will Try to save a life with a rusted knife Ah…

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