Walking Each Other Home

Kerouac gave me a book of poems and Silverstein gave me a song

And Martin gave me a D18 so I could play along

And they've all been fine companions to help me get to get to where I'm goin'

I guess we're all just walkin' each other home

Well I gave the first one my class ring, and she taught me how to hope

And the third one taught me how to keep on bending till you're broke

And broke is where you found me, and you turned me right to gold

I guess we're all just walkin' each other home

So take the low road, take the high road

Take whatever road you're on

Sometimes the wrong one leads you right

Sometimes the right one leads you wrong

And the world just keeps on spinnin'

So find a hand for holdin' on

'Cause we're all just walkin' each other home

Two men sittin' on a bench, new friends growin' old

White and black and laughin' at some story being told

Throwin' breadcrumbs to the sparrows now that both their wives are gone

I guess we're all just walkin' each other home

So take the low road, take the high road

Take whatever road you're on

Sometimes the wrong one leads you right

Sometimes the right one leads you wrong

But the world just keeps on spinnin'

So find a hand for holdin' on

'Cause we're all just walkin' each other home

One day sons turn into dads, and one day dads turn into dust

Can't tell if I was leadin' him, or if he was leadin' us

And even though I might get lonely, I'll always know I'm not alone

'Cause we're all just walkin' each other home

So take the low road, take the high road

Take whatever road you're on

Sometimes the wrong one leads you right

Sometimes the right one leads you wrong

And the world just keeps on spinnin'

So find a hand for holdin' on

'Cause we're all just walkin' each other home

Walkin' each other home

We're all just walkin' each other home