Song Description

This song narrates the internal menta journey of death row inmates who find God or meaning in their suffering, despite their knowledge of having done evil. It is a beautiful, redeeming narration of conscience as liberator from guilt

Lyrics

Coming Home (Death Row Song)
© 2006 Bruce Mills (ASCAP)

The fourth of March, the blind man came - and he said:
Son, there's nothing left to see -
He said, your hour is come - accept the blame -
Time now, to find your way back home

Through mountains high and valleys deep -
Oh, that old train -will carry you to sleep
You're going to wake - come judgment day - [but]
That old train will take you home

Chorus:
The journey's been so very long -
You've walked too many roads all alone
You've done your share of right and wrong - oh -
This time - this time you're going home

You'll travel out toward the setting sun -
Those old lonely days of yours are done
Long, dark nights, behind you now
Keep on going [cause] - you're nearly home

The ride's been hard - the going rough and mean
Too many years - too many places seen
This old prison - ain't no way to live - oh son -
Most folks - just too angry to forgive

Chorus:
The journey's been so very long -
You've walked too many roads alone - sure
You've done your share of right and wrong
This time - you're really going home

Through those years - you cannot see the road -
Your sinful burden - such a heavy load -
To carry on - all by yourself - alone -
Ask the Lord - he'll take you home

Pray to the Lord to set your spirit free
If nothing else - pray he will let you see
That old familiar road - he will walk with you
Jesus will help you find your way

Oh Lord, release this sorry soul to fly -
Beyond that door - nobody cries
And on this day, show him the way
Oh Lord, just take the poor man home

The fourth of March at 12:01
My spirit's free - long journey's done
Oh I'll be there, when sunrise comes -
I'll be there - at last - I'm coming home
I'll be there - at last - I'm coming home
I'll be there - at last - I'm coming home