Been traveling such a long time

Back hurts My body aches

And those things I once took joy in

Are heavy on my soul like lead weights

I don’t have All of the answers

None except one

And it’s with this That I keep rollin’

On and on and on

 

I know I’ll be there one day

Have a place to call my home

I know I’ll be there one day

I’ll have a place to call my home

 

Ain’t a wanderer, just a pilgrim

In a land of drought and stones

But like Ezekiel, I was witness

To life brought to a field of bones

So I keep on, in joy and sorrow

Never looking back from where I’ve come

Don’t mean I have no regrets,

But they’re washed away by the blood of the son

 

I know I’ll be there one day

Have a place to call my home

I know I’ll be there one day

I’ll have a place to call my home

 

I hear a train whistle blowing

And I wonder where it’s bound

But I ain’t trapped in Folsom

So I don’t despair at the sound

 

Cause I know I’ll be there one day

Have a place to call my home

I know I’ll be there one day

I’ll have a place to call my home

 

(C) Justin Isaac, 2009