The Way Home

Verse 1:

I flip up a piece of paper off the pavement to the base of my neck,
Blaze it aimed off of my aisic trainer straight to the fence
Raise my head, feign a face as if to say they’re impressed,
See ya later mate, embrace ‘em like I’m blatantly fresh
Make like I’m blessed, out the gates away from the desks
Ain’t ashamed to say I hated all them papers n’ tests
but laters I guess, flip my hood my blazers a mess,
n’ traipse it brazen through the rainy city’s mayhem n’ stress.

‘Pace to the bench, spark a fag, lost in a fog,
But proper bop it like a cop strong, solid as rock,
Hop to the stop, block the crowds, pop in my pod,
N’ hear the town drop it’s sound like it’s top of pops,
Squat at the stop, cotchin’ like I’m runnin’ the shop,
Watch’ my stubbed ciggy smolder in’ a McDonald’s box
Hop on the top; of the bus, at the back & jus’ nod,
Like I’m the, toppest dog but I’m lost in the flock.

Chorus:

Yeah its so loud, then I’m back to the silence,
And it feels so cold
But I know now, I’m just a lost dog yeah
Trying to find his way home


Verse 2:

Lie my head against the side of the bus & I scrutinize n’ I’m
Blinded by the bright white lights of these advertisements,
Lined up like they’re pilots flyin’ their nice devices,
Pay the price for this item you’ll get enlightened better than Christ is,
My mind thinks twice, so write a reminder to remind me,
Buy them nikes tomorrow night n’ by Friday people will like me,
My eyes see, a pie in sky tryin’ survive but these
White clouds are like dark knights fightin’ to hide the sunshine out

Then I see beamers on the driveways,
In a deep street suburbia with personalized licence plates
Arrivin’ late, home to where the nine to five hikers stay,
High dismay, from climbin a mile high pile of assignment aims.
So I stride by to my hiding place,
Up high where I lye low askin’ the sky why life’s this way?
Why this game, to pride above the miles of mice I try to race
‘smile away, but deep inside the light that shines s’about to fade.

Chorus:

Yeah it so loud, then I’m back to the silence,
And it feels so cold
But I know now, I’m just a lost dog yeah
Trying to find his way home


Verse 3:

I skip it home n’ kick my slippers off n’ look in the mirror
Which glimmers back an idiot who’s think he’s a winner,
The slickest thing since jim dean hit the flicks n’ the liquor,
Man I’m sick of this, this fickle image, twisted n’ bitter
I drop down on my knees n lift my head up above
If there is a god I’m praying now I’m livin’ a muck,
‘not flinging out my towel nah, I’m rippin’ it up.
I’ve tried every way to win this game I’m giving it up.

Something beyond the physical shoots straight through my heart
And a transcendental ecstasy erupts in my blood
It’s blessin’ me with innocence and giving me love
Like my spirits lit with the filament of a million doves
Been lifted from the picture since I’ve mimicked the flock
I’ve slipped up hit the river rapids clinging to rocks,
But swimming clear I’m not astray just missed n’ forgot
The souls blissful, dear n’ infinite relation to God.

Chorus:

Yeah it so loud, then I’m back to the silence,
And it feels so cold
But I know now, I’m just a lost dog yeah
Trying to find his way home

Yeah it so loud, then I’m back to the silence,
And it feels so cold
But I know now, I’m just a lost dog yeah
Trying to find his way home