Walking Home

From new hope to fairview

When I was just a boy

Past the monuments to certainty

The confederate soldiers joy

I remember walking home at midnight

Down cemetery road

Listening to my footsteps

And some crazy old stray dog

Just because I believe in love

Just because I believe in love

Doesn't mean I'm a pushover baby

So for the sake of argument I shouted

But no one could hear the sound

Of shattered glass and disappointment

And all my theories just come tumbling down

That you need a witness to be happy

Solid numbers to be known

That there is some sort of honor here in the suffering

For all the little foolish things I've done

Just because I break some laws

Just because I break some laws

Doesn't mean I'm a criminal baby

It took so long to cut through how I feel

What's mine is the reward here and not the deal

It's just a field of stone and an ushers crown

Then there's orion through the timber

December's come and gone again

Steady now keep moving we're going to get there

By the makers hand

Understanding must mean something

What I don't know

What I don't know

What I don't know

Seems like I'm always searching for some meaning

It's patience and providence I suppose

Now it's gratitude for faint mistakes

And the power to refute

Hacksaws and forgiveness

A little time down by the river

Is something I could use about now

Just because I'm walking in the shadows

Just because I'm walking in the shadows

Don't mean I'm a vagrant baby