Homeward Bound

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: May 15, 2008

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Submitted: May 15, 2008



It’s been a weary road, with my smokey hat and anarak
But I’m going to the place called home
I travelled along a deserted track and lost the way back
But now I’ve found an exit in the fence, to the garden I used to know
Once I thought that I would live, this ancient tale alone
But then I came to thinking, that my best friend is my own
And if it comes to making choices, I’ll always put me first
‘Cause this dirty track has taught me, the others all cause hurt
So if I be a little offish, or seem a little dull
Please excuse my rudeness, but my manners have all gone
I don’t care for etiquate, nor all the other jazz
I’m just heading for my homeground now, I found my soul at last
And remember when you’re lonely, sorrowful and blue
The only friend you’ll ever have, is your battered mind of truth

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