From the recording Scarce (2006)
(capo 7)
Began July 25, 2004 on a piece of scrap paper. I finished it in the midst of recording it for this album – probably sometime in December 2005. As much as this song was a thorn in my side, it is perhaps the closest to my heart for the very same reason: it was a splinter that had to be extracted. I kept pecking away at it, even across Kansas a second time (see earlier note to “Kansas”), hoping that one day the muse would reward me, its lowly but willing participant. In glancing over the page on which this was written, I notice many lyrics, most of which were scratched out and never used, proving that inspiration rarely strikes, it winks.
Lyrics
Long Road (To Nowhere)
(Eric Peters, Brent Milligan)
there’s a feeling that I get you’re not done with me yet
I go to bed at night feeling lost
it’s dangerous, I know, I could go out on my own
run away and never come back
faith feels more like murder
these little deaths keep hurting
it’s a long road to nowhere
there’s a good chance I’ll get there
but as long as you’re beside me
home is where I’ll be
there’s a place inside of me where I’ve never quite believed
that change was something good and always welcome
here it is I’m torn, I’m an ancient being born
and a hole inside my heart that’s always bare
faith feels just like murder
these little deaths keep hurting
it’s a long road to nowhere
there’s a good chance I’ll get there
but as long as you’re beside me
home is where I’ll be
what about tomorrow?
here and gone like yesterday
I am no one real to fake it
in daily dying, I am scarce and afraid