Road I Call Home - Elles Bailey

Smoky voice like muddy

Knuckles taste the pain

Steam and sweat surround me

Like a screaming homebound train

Blackened eyes and dirty cheeks

Echoed in the glass

A shadow of my former self

Tell me how much time has passed

Never ending road that I call home

Singing to the sound of braking bones

I feel the rush from the light of the dawn

My soul’s on fire

My body’s holding on

Well I’m an addict for the stories

Craving every sound

I’ll be getting my hands dirty

Till I’m six feet underground

Fantasies are memories

That I’ve misunderstood

Two hundred miles of this damn road

Wouldn’t change it if I could

Never ending road that I call home

Singing to the sound of braking bones

Never ending road that I call home

Singing to the sound of braking bones

I feel the rush from the light of the dawn

My soul’s on fire

My body’s holding on

Yeah I’m holding on

I’m holding on