On the waynon the way homenI saw a rainbow beneath my feet,nflowing over the filthy street.nOh yeahnnIt’s a longnit’s a long waynback to the place where we used to sitnwhen you and I were just little kids.nnThe time we had is not gone.nThe way we chose was the long one.nThe time we had is not gone.nnThe stone that fell is still falling.nSo let that stone be the wondrous thingnthat comes to pass when our voices sing.nOh yeah.nnOn the waynon the way homenI heard some ghosts laughing in the trees,nmoving inside the midnight breeze.nThe time we had is not gone.nThe way we chose was the long one.nThe time we had is not gone.nnWay out herenthe voice and the mind are clearnnThe time we had is not gone.nThe way we chose was the long one.nThe time we had is not gone.nWay out here the voice and the mind are clear.