All The Way Home Lyrics

3rd Matinee All The Way Home

All through the winter
Saving the money you'd spend
In bed with the TV on
Hiding from the rent
Warmer days
Driving out in your car
Holidays
Never going too far
Two young boys
Nine and ten
A Catholic school child
A public school friend
Fields of houses
Troubled child
Keeping it all inside

And the drummers played
On a perfect day
And the family circled the stone
We bowed our heads
As the drummers played
A song to carry you
All the way home

Pack your bags
Leavin' it all behind
And all your years
For whatever you could find
Open highway
Golden land
Trade in your cards for another hand
Off to nowhere,
Running wild
Keeping it all inside

And the drummers played
On a perfect day
And the family circled the stone
We bowed our heads
As the drummers played
A song to carry you
All the way home