Ain’t No Goin’ Home

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There’s devils in the detail and angels in the clouds
And not a chance in hell I’m gonna’ turn this thing around
My flag is torn and faded like feathers in the wind
The deck is stacked against me but I’ve bet it all again

No line on the horizon no sign of judgment day
And not a shred of evidence my soul is bein’ saved
No hostages no prisoners I’m out here all alone
Wheels are on the same old road but ain’t no goin’ home

The air is like a furnace all ashes of the truth
Concrete lawn I’m walkin’ on is littered with the proof
The liquor store is open the pharmacy is shut
Something’s goin’ down tonight I feel it in my gut

No line on the horizon no sign of judgment day
And not a shred of evidence my soul is bein’ saved
No hostages no prisoners I’m out here all alone
Wheels are on the same old road but ain’t no goin’ home

 - June 2021 -                                                                                                                          #473