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As I survey the ground for ants,

Lookin' for a place to sit and read,

I'm reminded of the streets of my hometown,

How they're much like this concrete that's warm beneath my feet.

And how I'm all wrapped up in my mother's face,

With a touch of my father just up around the eyes,

And the sound of my brother's laugh,

But more wrapped up in what binds our ever distant lives.

But if I must go,

Things, I trust, will be better off without me.

But I don't want to know,

'Cause life is better off a mystery.

So keep' em comin' with these lines on the road,

And keep me responsible, be it a light or heavy load.

And keep me guessin' with these blessings in disguise,

And I'll walk with grace - my feet, and faith - my eyes.

Hometown weather's on TV,

And I imagine the lives of the people living there,

And I'm curious if they imagine me.

They just wanna leave; I wish that I could stay.

But I get turned around,

And I mistake my happiness for blessing,

And I'm blessed as the poor,

Still I judge success by how I'm dressing...

So keep' em comin' with these lines on the road,

And keep me responsible, be it a light or heavy load.

And keep me guessing with these blessings in disguise,

And I'll walk with grace - my feet, and faith - my eyes.

So, I'll sing a song of my hometown.

I'll breathe the air and walk the streets.

And maybe find a place to sit and read,

But the ants are welcome company.

So keep' em comin' with them lines on the road,

And keep me responsible, be it a light or heavy load.

Keep me guessing with these blessings in disguise,

And I'll walk with grace - my feet, and faith - my eyes.

And I'll walk with grace - my feet, and faith - my eyes.

And I'll walk with grace - my feet, and faith - my eyes.