Your Way Is The Way Home Lyrics - Singles - Tired Pony

I can smell the redwood fires of Oregon 

These memories form a choir and they sing to me 

It's years since I've been home 

And I've ached for you 

And I wonder how you changed 

And if you know my face at all 

I'm praying that you will 

I'll carry the thought of you 

So gently in my two hands 

The decades are stuck like glue 

Like the blood soaked into the land 

My stampeding heart is lost 

Like the compass you always were 

I can see in the thawing frost 

That your way is the way home 

Our ghosts fill up the room completely 

So there's barely room for us 

And a clumsy silence falls 

These years have humbled me 

And I know it's too late 

Your eyes have been my guide 

They've lit my Northern sky 

For twenty years or more 

I'll carry the thought of you 

So gently in my two hands 

The decades are stuck like glue 

Like the blood soaked into the land 

My stampeding heart is lost 

Like the compass you always were 

I can see in the thawing frost 

That your way is the way home 

Your way is the way home 

Your way is the way home 

Your way is the way home 

Your way is the way home 

I'll carry the thought of you 

The decades are stuck like glue 

My stampeding heart is lost 

I see in the thawing frost