Ashes South of Home

Got a bottle on the dash, and a storm in my head,

Chasing midnight highways where angels fear to tread.

But every mile I’m running, I just fall behind,

Tryin’ to leave the madness, but it’s tied up in my mind.

I just wanna feel that front porch light,

Hear the screen door slam on a summer night.

But he’s gone, and the house don’t sing,

Just echoes in the hall where the memories cling.

The fire burned out but the smoke still hangs,

Like the ghost of a love I’ll never name.

Ashes on my boots, shadows in my chest,

Tried to walk away but I can’t find rest.

I just wanna feel that front porch light,

Hear the screen door slam on a summer night.

But he’s gone, and the house don’t sing,

Just smoke and ember where the heart should ring.

South of sanity, west of pain,

I’ve been driving through the thunder and the pouring rain.

Every road I take just turns back home,

But it’s empty now, since he’s been gone.

I just wanna feel that front porch light,

But the fire’s gone cold and it don’t burn bright.

He’s gone, and the house won’t sing,

Just ashes of a song where my heart should cling.