Called Home Lyrics
| Song | Called Home |
| Artist | Over the Rhine |
| Album | Meet Me At The Edge Of The World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Just shy of Breakin’ Down | |
| There’s a bend in the road that I have found | |
| Called home | |
| Take a left at loneliness | |
| There’s a place to find forgiveness | |
| Called home | |
| With clouds adrift across the sky | |
| Like heaven’s laundry hung to dry | |
| You slowly feel it all will be revealed | |
| Where evening shadows come to fall | |
| On the awful and the beautiful | |
| Every wound you feel that needs to heal | |
| And silence yearns to hear herself | |
| Some long lost memory rings a bell | |
| Called home | |
| Old pre-Civil War brick house | |
| Standin’ tall and straight somehow | |
| Called home | |
| Mailbox full of weariness | |
| And a word of hard won happiness | |
| Called home | |
| Leave behind your Sunday best | |
| You know we couldn’t care a less | |
| Out here we’ve learned to leave the edges wild | |
| And stories they get passed around | |
| And laughter – it gets handed down | |
| Read it in the lines around a smile | |
| Our bodies’ motion comes to rest | |
| When we are at last | |
| Called home |
| Just shy of Breakin' Down | |
| There' s a bend in the road that I have found | |
| Called home | |
| Take a left at loneliness | |
| There' s a place to find forgiveness | |
| Called home | |
| With clouds adrift across the sky | |
| Like heaven' s laundry hung to dry | |
| You slowly feel it all will be revealed | |
| Where evening shadows come to fall | |
| On the awful and the beautiful | |
| Every wound you feel that needs to heal | |
| And silence yearns to hear herself | |
| Some long lost memory rings a bell | |
| Called home | |
| Old preCivil War brick house | |
| Standin' tall and straight somehow | |
| Called home | |
| Mailbox full of weariness | |
| And a word of hard won happiness | |
| Called home | |
| Leave behind your Sunday best | |
| You know we couldn' t care a less | |
| Out here we' ve learned to leave the edges wild | |
| And stories they get passed around | |
| And laughter it gets handed down | |
| Read it in the lines around a smile | |
| Our bodies' motion comes to rest | |
| When we are at last | |
| Called home |
| Just shy of Breakin' Down | |
| There' s a bend in the road that I have found | |
| Called home | |
| Take a left at loneliness | |
| There' s a place to find forgiveness | |
| Called home | |
| With clouds adrift across the sky | |
| Like heaven' s laundry hung to dry | |
| You slowly feel it all will be revealed | |
| Where evening shadows come to fall | |
| On the awful and the beautiful | |
| Every wound you feel that needs to heal | |
| And silence yearns to hear herself | |
| Some long lost memory rings a bell | |
| Called home | |
| Old preCivil War brick house | |
| Standin' tall and straight somehow | |
| Called home | |
| Mailbox full of weariness | |
| And a word of hard won happiness | |
| Called home | |
| Leave behind your Sunday best | |
| You know we couldn' t care a less | |
| Out here we' ve learned to leave the edges wild | |
| And stories they get passed around | |
| And laughter it gets handed down | |
| Read it in the lines around a smile | |
| Our bodies' motion comes to rest | |
| When we are at last | |
| Called home |
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