Homeward Through The Haze Lyrics

First rain of winter
First fall from grace
It's my first hallow echo
In the halls of praiseHow could Samson
I thought he was blind as a bat
How could he have torn down
The temples like thatAnd how could little Caesar
How could he know whereof he spoke
When all of his wheels are turning him into a joke[Chorus]
'Cause the blind are leading the blind
And am I amazed at how they stumble
Homeward through the haze
Got the soul of a rag picker
Got the mind of a slugI keep sweeping problems
Under my rug
All of my fine
My fine fair weather friends, yeahWill have no more time
To make their amends[Chorus]

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