A Week From Today - Blue Highway

Time is a funny thing you know

No matter where you are it comes and goes

I’ve lived my life one day at a time

Time is all I’ve had and all I know

Home is a state of mind it’s said

Four walls and a roof inside your head

To some it might seem strange

But I’m too damn old to change

Now the warden says the state requires my bed

It’s been fifty years since they sent me here

I had forty-nine more to go

But a week from today

They’ll open this gate for good

And I’ll have to walk away

But Lord knows I’d stay if I could

I won’t last a day out there alone

This prison cell’s the only home I’ve known

The world outside has changed

But the one inside’s the same

I’ll have to find a way to get back home