If depression creates the pearl, then I struck it rich,
I keep my powder dry but I'm chafing at the bit;
Life's not just a random roll of the dice,
Either you play the part or you pay the price.
I never been to jail 'cause I never been caught,
A past, but no future, 'cause I never been bought;
Because I never had anything to hang my hat on,
You got to go along to get along and I never got along.
My skies are getting darker, a storm is drawing near,
There's lightning in my eyes and thunder in my ears;
A cold wind cuts through me, chills me to the bone,
There's no place I can go to 'cause there's no place like home.
I coulda used some savin' when I had something to save,
Now I'm SOL with one foot in the grave;
I always seem to hitch my horse to the wrong post,
But I'm not ready yet to give up the ghost.
My skies are getting darker, a storm is drawing near,
There's lightning in my eyes and thunder in my ears;
A cold wind cuts through me, chills me to the bone,
There's no place I can go to 'cause there's no place like home.
credits
from No Place Like Home,
released February 20, 2014
R. Higgins - Guitar, Vocals
5-Track - Lead Guitar, Slide Guitar
Jeff Bond - Electric and Acoustic 12 String Guitar, Vocals
Fish Moody - Bass, Vocals
Erik Toups - Lap Steel Guitar, Ambient Guitar
Matt Hanson - Drums
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