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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

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