Stoned, stoned and cold.
Leaves, brown and old.
Close, to the bone.
Thoughts, with no home.
Hope, holds no wrong.
Fires, burning strong.
And so it goes. These winds they will blow.
And when the sun dies at night.
Its only going home.
Its only going home.
Run, You’ll be gone.
But home, you’ll always come.
Heal, takes so long.
But Light, comes with the dawn.
And so it goes. These winds they will blow.
And when the sun dies each night.
Its only going home.
Its only going home.
Harmonica Interlude
And so it goes.
These winds they will blow.
And when the sun dies each night.
Its only going home.
Its only going home.

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