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Driving under a cloud of Rain
The city street light shadows lead the way
Then they fade just like my memories
I left home about a year ago
No-one left to say “I told you so”
No-one around except me
Sure looks like a long highway stretching out before me
Looking like a hard hard rain threatening to pour
So many miles until my destination
And the gospel radio station says I’ve been here before
Am I the man I hoped I would be?
Am I where I thought life would take me?
Have I the confidence to follow it through?
This highway runs straight on through the night
This Bitter Harvest spell remains in sight
Such a waste of geography
Sure looking like a long highway stretching out before me
Looking like a hard rain threatening to pour
Should I get down on my knees and start praying?
Because everything I see
Is coloured by tainted memories
And I don’t want to be so far away from home