Long Journey Home - Del Amitri

By the time you get to hear this I’ll be long gone down the road

Without a toothbrush or a suitcase in a world I didn’t know

By the time you get through college, by the time you learn to drive

I’ll be picking thought the garbage of my life

By the time you get adjusted to your objectionable role

I’ll be deleted, deselected from that very long street you know

When you’ve lost your sense of direction and burned every happiness you know

I’ll have made my last connection on the long journey home

By the time you get to hear this you’ll be completely alone

Counting down the hours to your destination on your long journey home