Sundown Road from Tumbleweed by Hedgeriders

Somewhere the lights are blazing waiting for my return.
Out there, my family’s searching, scared of my fate to learn.
And I don’t need protection, company would only slow me down.
I just need directions to my town.

I’ve got to leave this Hotel of the Damned,
Hurry on my way and make up ground.
At home they will be wondering where I am.
I’ve got to get back before the sun goes down.

You must place your feet with care.
Alarms ring out all the time.
I can’t remember why I’m here.
I’m sure that I did no crime.
This is a cruel game,
The things they do to stop me reaching home,
I’ve got to get back to the place I’m known.

I’ve got to leave this Hotel of the Damned,
Hurry on my way and make up ground.
At home they will be wondering where I am.
I’ve got to get back before the sun goes down.

They speak in peculiar voices.
I need nothing in this happy place.
I have everything but choices.
I don’t see a familiar face.
I’ve things to do at home.
I can’t stay here watching strangers’ faces wilt.
I’m late and the sky is dark with guilt.

I’ve got to leave this Hotel of the Damned,
Hurry on my way and make up ground.
At home they will be wondering where I am.
I’ve got to get back before the sun goes down.

• Acoustic
• Suffolk
• acoustic pop
• acoustic rock
• folk pop
• folk rock
• United Kingdom