The Road Home

There's a hitchhiker standing on the side of the road

Off of exit one-oh-four

And a forgotten billboard for an all-night diner

That ain't even there no more

Three deserted farms just like monuments

Standing cold and still

While a hawk and a lonely state trooper

Stand guard on a lookout hill

I'm just following the road home

On a trail of memory

Just a battle weary native son

Is there still a home for me?

When you see me coming, don't you turn away

'Cause this hometown boy needs a place to stay

And a little understanding on the road home

On the road home

There's still mud on my boots from across the sea

And I ain't gonna kick it off

'Cause it makes me remember what I need to forget

When I'm feeling lonesome and lost

And there's a river of scars and it's running deep

Right down to my very soul

And this battle rages every step of the way

While I try not to let it show

I'm just following the road home

On a trail of memory

Just a battle weary native son

Is there still a home for me?

When you see me coming, don't you turn away

'Cause this hometown boy needs a place to stay

And a little understanding on the road home

On the road home

When you see me coming, don't you turn away

'Cause this hometown boy needs a place to stay

And a little understanding on the road home

On the road home

I'm on the road home