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When my breath is still and my lips are cold
Let the wild dogs run, let the highways moan
Let my mind be quiet and freed from woe
Tell my mother I'm coming home

If I had another life to live
If I had a dime to give
I'd give my money all away
Try to live true each day

But if I lived it all again
Would I still meet this end
The end must come that I know
Tell my mother I'm coming home

When the sun shines on a broken dream
Does the way it shines look a lot like me
Does it try to hide from the blaring sun
But a broken dream can't up an run

So let the grass grow green in a far off land
Let the cities crumble, and turn to sand
Let the earth churn her flesh and bone
Tell my mother I'm coming home

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from Sleeping With The Devil, released April 16, 2013

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Jeremy Joyce New Orleans, Louisiana

New Orleans couldn’t offer a more appropriate musical backdrop for Jeremy Joyce, whose genre-defying songs are born out of Jeremy’s macro-level interest in music history and his micro-level interest in what makes songs tick.

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