It's
a long way home.
Queen
of Sweden, sitting on a Queen Street mission house throne.
It's
a long way home.
She
keeps a tiara, tries to recall all that she has done.
It's a long way home.
She
was a dancer in her former years. Lived without her shoes for
so long, she has forgotten the way it used to be. When she'd step
off of that concrete and Slip like a fool into the blue.
Into
the blue. Cry. Cry.
When
the money's gone When the love has gone Away
It's
a long way home
For
Donny Turgeron who danced with the beast in World War II.
It's a long way home
A
photograph of victory is folded in the brim of his Biltmore hat.
It's
a long way home
If
you buy him a rye and coke Well, you'll end up at the bar where
He'll tell you about the combat, the shelling night and day. And
at Anzio --Godamn-- what a place to lose your legs. And I tell
you young man if I could, I'd crawl right back to that beach And
I'd stand on that pier. And I'd dive like a fool into the blue.
Into
the blue. Cry. Cry.
When
the money's gone. When the love has gone Away.
It's
a long way home.
Those
legions on the street march in the lights of a neon dawn.
It's a long way home.
By
God, you know they're tired, given all they have. And they've
tried to be forgiving and they've tried to be discreet. And they've
tried to find some answers as they tried to beat the street. And
they've tried to check their anger but that's a long lost cause
So all they want is to check out into the blue.
Into the blue. Cry. Cry.
When
the money's gone When the love has gone Away
It's
a long way home
When
all your bags are packed and those trains have all long gone.
It's
a long way home
Sitting
in an empty room upstairs in the house where you were born.