Homeward Thru The Haze

Crosby/Nash Homeward Thru The Haze written by David Crosby

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First rain of winter first fall from grace

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It's my first hollow echo in the halls of praise

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How could Samson

I thought he was blind as a bat

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How could he have torn down the temples like that

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And how could little Ceasar

How could he know where of he spoke

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When all of his wheels are turning into a joke

Cause the blind are leading the blind

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And I am amazed

At how they stumble homeward thru the haze

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Got the soul of a ragpicker got the mind of a slug

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I keep sweeping problems under my rug

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And all of my fine

My fine fair weather friends yeah

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Will have no more time to make their amends

Cause the blind are leading the blind

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And I am amazed

At how they stumble homeward thru the haze

Staysail Music BMI 1975

Crosby/Nash