- Still Wilson
Walking Each Other Home
I’ve heard it said
We’re just walking each other home
From cradle to grave
Walking each other home
Rough seas may have blown you off course
You may have been thrown from your horse
Wandering the deep, dark and gone
But, let me be your torch until dawn
From cradle to grave
We are just walking each other home
Blessings to those
The rare and one-of-a-kind
Blessings to those
The blind leading the blind
If you were the dirtiest rag in the room
I would be your dustpan and broom
If I were nearly beyond repair
Would you straighten my collar and comb my hair?
From cradle to grave
We are just walking each other home
Rough seas may have blown you off course
You may have been thrown from your horse
Wandering the deep, dark and gone
But, let me be your torch until dawn
From cradle to grave
We are just walking each other home