Eric Gebhardt and Callienne Elterman performing at Foodstock '09 in Fairbanks, Alaska.
Lyrics:
Got a hundred miles til I get home
Where the days are long, and the nights are cold
And I rise up with that morning gold
Got a hundred miles til I get home
I've seen oceans break across the sand
And held the remnants in my hand
I'll leave them where the wind might blow
Got a hundred miles til I get home
And I know there's something to rely on
Buried where the next horizon goes
A compass for a rebel soul
Who left the world and found his own
I've been thunder in a heavy sky
The drum that beats the rain to life
It shakes and wakes my aching bones
Got a hundred miles til I get home
And I'll walk through late September rains
See winter fall through window panes
And wander where there are no roads
Got a hundred miles til I get home
And I know there's something to rely on
Buried where the next horizon goes
A compass for a rebel soul
Who left the world and found his(her) own
I've heard voices cry behind the night
From those who've said their last goodbye
I close my eyes, and then I go
Got a hundred miles til I get home
Got a hundred miles, a hundred miles, til I get home.
Copyright 2008 Eric W. Gebhardt
wow! beautiful!
doppiav 2 years ago
nice song, i like the lyrics
bob202ak 2 years ago