Walking HomeMusic & Lyrics by Jeff Blackfrom new hope to fairviewwhen I was just a boypast the monuments to certaintythe confederate soldiers joyI remember walking home at midnightdown cemetery roadlistening to my footstepsand some crazy old stray dogjust because I believe in lovejust because I believe in lovedoesn't mean I'm a pushover babyso for the sake of argument I shoutedbut no one could hear the soundof shattered glass and disappointmentand all my theories just come tumbling down that you need a witness to be happysolid numbers to be knownthat there is some sort of honor here in the sufferingfor all the little foolish things I've donejust because I break some lawsjust because I break some lawsdoesn't mean I'm a criminal babyit took so long to cut through how I feelwhat's mine is the reward here and not the dealit's just a field of stone and an ushers crownthen there's orion through the timberdecember's come and gone againsteady now keep moving we're going to get there by the makers handunderstanding must mean something what I don't know what I don't know what I don't knowseems like I'm always searching for some meaningit's patience and providence I supposenow it's gratitude for faint mistakesand the power to refutehacksaws and forgivenessa little time down by the riveris something I could use about nowjust because I'm walking in the shadowsjust because I'm walking in the shadowsdon't mean I'm a vagrant babyJeff BlackÅ Ã' 2011 Lotos Nile Music BMI