How Far

this old house has got a name that I don't know big trees in the yard the way highway sings like a ghost through the light and the dark I never listened to them quiet so close to the passing cars as when I thought they were a voice from god telling me how far I have gotten from home I have gotten from home how far I have gotten I have gotten from home I have gotten from home how far I have gotten something in the way that I hate myself sometime makes it easier to try being anybody but me myself or I dead or alive well I was a ghost I was a ghost but I survived I can still smell the death in the room and I was running for my life and I'm running still I've been running for home I've been running for home how far I've been running I've been running for home I've been running for home how far I've been running