Call Home

Is this glass full of water? Or is it full of light?

You can never walk by a mirror without looking at yourself twice

Your whole life has been shaped by what you saw in the back of his hand

You used to be a hungry boy but the Law turned you into a decent sort of man

Go and get your things now, we're going for a ride

I've seen the arrow in my path, I know this has gotta be a sign

It didn't take much, no, it never took much to get out

Just your Daddy's turned key and the engine fire burned every wire down

Now the moonlight lights up all of the dirty back roads

Past the graveyard family plot where everyone I know goes

Drive away from the sounds of the place in the town where he lived

I was swinging blind trying to find a way out of Hell with my fists

You put your hand on my shoulder, it was nothing to me 'cept dead weight

'Cause I ain't never gonna turn around, I'd rather make the whole world pay

Now do you wanna be one of the un-reconciled down in the earth?

Who poison the fields, and the soil, and the trees and the dirt?

You heard a name in the noise at a party, it was somebody you know:

Your sister singing for an audience of one on the radio:

"Call home, Call Home if you ever have any doubts...

You're just a Hitchhike Highway Ghost, ridin' your rage from town to town."

"Call Home... Call Home..."

I'm lookin' for a quarter, and a pay phone

'Call Home... Call Home..."

We got a long way to go

I am a long way from home

I got a long way to go

We are a long, long way from home!