Heart rate coming down like a plane that found the groundSweat going cold, that good kind of ache aroundNobody saw the wall or the door I went throughBut the body keeps the record, and the body knows it is trueThe work is done, let the engine coolBe gentle with the body, it followed every ruleThe long way homeWalk it slow, you earned the slowThe hard part is the part that lets the soft part showThe long way homeYou asked it for the wall and it gave you the doorWalk it home and thank the legs that you came here forThere is a softness that you only earn through hardA peace that only comes when you have spent it in the yardThe body that you pushed is the body that you keepThe kind of tired that turns into the deep and honest sleepYou did not run from something, you ran toward the calmAnd the calm was always waiting at the bottom of the palmEvery wall you broke is a quiet that you ownEvery mile you ran is a way of coming homeLay the heavy down, lay it on the roadThe long way home is the lightest that you loadThe long way homeWalk it slow, you earned the slowThe hard part is the part that lets the soft part showThe long way homeThe breath comes easy now
