You come home late and you come home
early
You come on big when you're feeling
small
You come home straight and you come
home curly
Sometimes you don't come home at all.
So, what in the world's come over you
And what in heaven's name have you
done
You've broken the speed of the sound
of loneliness
You're out there running just to be
on the run.
Well, I got a heart that burns with a
fever
And I got a worried and a jealous
mind
How can a love that'll last forever
Get left so far behind.
It's crossed the evil line today
Well, how can you ask about tomorrow
We ain't got one word to say
You're out there running just to be
on the run.
John Prine wrote it about the
dissolution of his marriage to Rachel Peer. This is a poignant
express of a couple in great pain. Great sadness, and still yet great beauty.
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