The path is dusty, my mind is rusty.
the sun beats down on my bare head,
its 3 in the afternoon and it seems everything is dead.
I walk a lonely road, the only one that i have ever known,
i know where it goes, but the destination seems far on the horizon.
My mind tells me that I may be going round and round,
but my heart tells me to go ahead without a sound.
The road never ending I continue to pound with my feet,
the hope is that my destination I will meet.
The sun sets and still I continue to roam.
my heart tells me its A Long Walk Home!!
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