It’s up a long hard road
Up an unkempt trail
Where the witness protection program fails
An you’re surrounded by wolves
Wave that torch
And all that so you could stand on your front porch
It’s up a long hard road
Up an unkempt trail
A cedar stick and a couple of water pails
And a compass rose
Two of those
To remember in which direction water flows
It’s up a long hard road
I’ve got a peregrine of glass
And a tobacco pile
An outer-voice that invokes an inner child
And a boulder on the camp
Swear it smiles
And I believe that I’ll be staying here a while
I’ve got a letter in my hand
And I’m hacking up the trail
The post office is on Beaverton and Gale
So I place it in the bin
Scratch my chin
And all this to let you know where I have been
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