Everywhere But Home (Brown Dog Sessions) Lyrics

Roads of gold carrying wealth untold

Taking me everywhere but home

Land of plenty gods of stone

Taking me everywhere but home

Lines with signs littered on either side

Everything else is glass and chrome

Sea of concrete twelve lanes wide

Taking me everywhere but home

And the money doesn't talk it whispers

Twisted words and double speak

And I'm strung along by the song in the distance

And strung out from listening

And the laundry list gripped in my fist

Goes on and on and on

Taking me everywhere but home

And the promise of tomorrow lingers

More mocking than encouraging

When the things I love and the prize I'm seeking

Get farther away from me

The treasure that's forever just between the sand and foam

Taking me everywhere but home

Everywhere but home

It's taken me everywhere

Everywhere but home