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)

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