July 4, 2012 § Leave a comment

I come home late, I come home early
I come home big when I’m feelin’ small
I come home straight, I come home fucked up
Sometimes I don’t come home at all

What in the world’s come over me?
What in heaven’s name have I done?
I’ve broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
I’m out there running just to be on the run

Alabama 3 – ‘The Speed of the Sound of Loneliness’


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