A powerful song, particularly relevant now So Far Away In his hand he flashed a gun Or could it be you only thought you saw one I can’t believe that you shot him down So easily Just trying to make his way back home So far away, so far away . . . And so now you see a threat In her dark-skinned, teenage silhouette Oh, I can’t believe that you slammed her down So easily Just trying to make her way back home So far away, so far away . . . Well, nobody told me That my life would be this way I step through that door And I’ve got Hell and the Devil – to pay And you don’t know just who I am And you never really gave a damn Still, I can’t believe that you shot me dead So easily So now, my song fades So far away, so far away . . . Just trying to make our way back home So far away, so far away . . . (© 2015, R.K. Garrett) https://lectures.org/2017/10/30/writing-so-far-away/
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