I was born in the year of the Ox
Early years felt like I was thrown to the dogs
On a three day week, with only time to spare
Seems like fate not to trust your own mind
What's in the air back then, today is hard to find
It's a long way home, just to find a friend
I heard people praying like there must be something more
Felt like Robert Barclay on that East Jersey shore
And it's a long way home, to come back again
Those too young to worry, I don't envy know
Don't care to think to much for myself anyhow
I'm not alone, it might just seem that way
So got to kick, and feel I could shout
I'm damned if I'm just gonna give up like that
There's good soil on this land, waits to be turned again
So throw down the grain, put down your guns
You'll never survive, just look what we've become
It's a long way home, to a place I never left
I see people look from the corner of an eye,
Mistrust turns to fear, lose the man, lose the child
And we're gone right there, the past will teach us,
We're gone right there, the past will teach us that

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