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Text: Terri Clark. The Long Way Home. A Million Ways To Run.

In the basement of the church
I took the last chair in the room
Embarrassed and ashamed but that all began to change
When she stood up and spoke her truth

She said, "I came here years ago
When I lost my sanity
I hit an all time low
But then I found serenity"

I took shelter hidin' from the pain
In any place to make it go away

In the arms of a stranger, keepin' company with danger
Or starin' down the barrel of a gun
At the bottom of a bottle, gettin' numb with every swallow
'Cause it's easy when it's what you've always done
With a million ways to run

I was the first one out the door
But her words echoed in my head
I took the long way home but no longer felt alone
'Cause I'd lived everything she said

I thought about lost moments of my past
And then I knew there was no goin' back

To the arms of a stranger, keepin' company with danger
Or starin' down the barrel of a gun
The bottom of a bottle, gettin' numb with every swallow
'Cause it's easy when it's what you've always done
With a million ways to run

There's a freedom I have found
In stayin' on the ground
Long enough to chase those demons down
And I thank God I know I'm not the only one
With a million ways to run