Friday, October 29, 2010

A Long Way Home

Alone in solitude at the fading of the sun
Everyone else has left from here, I’m the only one
I hang my head in a weary sorrow
And pray to God for a better tomorrow
One where I’m not so alone out here
One where the sun shines bright and clear
One where I can see the way to go
Nothing like all the days I know
My head is low, my heart tired and worn
From all the cares and efforts I’ve borne
Yet I know I’ve still much further to tread
Before I reach the place I’m to make my stead

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