front_porch_swinging dafremen Make it stick. Make it so. They thought they had you pegged but really they don't know. Take drag. Then take the reins. Follow that feeling going through you like a mad bullet train. You're a -- mad bullet train. It's a long road And the days are cold looking through the shadows in a town in Colorado for some sunshine for your soul Yea it's a long road on the way back home but you can feel it when you're front porch swingin' in the sunshine of your soul. In the sunshine of your soul. She left that house of burns and stains. And promised her self a solemn promise that she'd never go back again. Stepped outside. Breathed it in. First night's lesson is you make your own blessings and the winos don't drink gin. No the winos don't drink gin. They drink Mowhawk and some smoke the rocks they got dodgin' cops alot to keep that stovepipe hot. Some just try to beat the clock and patch the holes in their socks. Meanwhile, she's stopped in spots but don't care. Get a truck ticket in a minute with her thumb in the air. Fully aware that there's a side of life that's not fair. Still she goes on, because you gotta get somewhere: little front porch swingin' with the people who care somewhere at the end of the road where the hearts are all gold. She can feel the breeze and like the leaves it seems she's falling But deep beneath the grief that no one sees she's feels her calling. Feels it calling. Have a smoke. Put it out. Crush it underfoot and put some tape over its mouth. Catch a ride. Then make a joke. The laughter's right and the feeling captivating when you're out on the open road in the sunshine of your soul. It's a long road And the days are cold looking through the shadows of a town in Colorado for some sunshine for your soul Yea it's a long road on the way back home but you can feel it when you're front porch swingin' in the sunshine of your soul. It's a long road And the nights are cold sittin' in the shadows in a town in Colorado with no sunshine for your soul Yea it's a long road on the way back home but you can feel it when you're front porch swingin' in the sunshine of your soul. In the sunshine of your soul In the sunshine of your soul It's a long road. 181123 what's it to you? who go blather from