Story Behind the Song
The theme for this song came from an underlying feeling expressed by my friend, Norman, who could find wisdom in those less fortunate. Having both emerged from the street and underground scenes, when encountering folks who had fallen victim to poor circumstances, we were ever reminded that we were only one step away from suffering the same fate...
Lyrics
There they sit mocking me, beckoning me, calling me to come an join them
They sit there in their self-righteousness, full of knowledge and wisdom, asserting their superiority
The beauty it surrounds them, it knows me too, the rushing water the foliage-rich banks of the brook
They know that their home is my home, as much as I try to avoid them. The bedrolls, the bottles call my name
Sayin', "Lost one find your way home. We're waiting for you." Lest I forget that I'm always only one step away
One step away
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