Graveyard Train - The Drink, The Devil & The Dance

Lay To The West

My shirt's all torn
And starting to fray
And my boots have just stopped
Where they're gonna stay

And I'm struggling to get back to where I belong
And somehow I think I won't make it home
I'm at peace with myself but it's starting to hurt
And my head's feeling heavy, my tongue swollen from thirst

And I'm struggling to get back to where I belong
And somehow I think I won't make it home
I see the fires burning, but my eyes they keep on searching
For the life I'm yearning
Oh mamma, I'm may leave home

The wolves they gather and send out their cries
And the crows they sing as they peck out my eyes
I lay to the west I am where I belong
The angels they tell me I've found my way home

Credits
Writer(s): Mathew Andrews, Joshua Muir Crawley, Matthew William Duffy, Nicholas William J Finch, Adam Peter Johansen, Beau John Skowron
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