Somewhere 'neath the darkened sky a weary heart a lonesome eye
tracks along an empty highway lead to somewhere else
All my past and all my wishes tears reflect on muddy ditches
My own mind is searching for an answer from the eyes that look right back
I want to know about the outer reaches
everything that heartbreak teaches
Questions of survival that in every soul exist
what about the endless sky
A child that wants to know just why
the world spins round and people die
And does it hurt well baby, so do I
Walking on the streets I've known a city that I once called home
A stranger now another time that doesn't want me back
Poems in my native tongue whisper where I used to run
The river brushing by a shore that knew it all along
Here I stood and there I dreamed of future bright as magazines
Without the shades of sorrow in between
Where we've been and what we've seen, are we taught or are we teaching
Reaching seeking needing preaching pleading speeding screeching to a halt
Cattle guards and power lines mark the distance of our times
Like wheels that roll and bells that toll of hours and aging wine
Love we gave and love we made gone astray and then forgave
Naked as a masquerade for truth to figure out
Voices shout and voices sing words slip out and most stay in
In symphonies that live within the pockets of our soul
Colors of the open sea paint the edges of a dream in crystal blues
and deeper hues of wind and earth and God's own open road
tracks along an empty highway lead to somewhere else
All my past and all my wishes tears reflect on muddy ditches
My own mind is searching for an answer from the eyes that look right back
I want to know about the outer reaches
everything that heartbreak teaches
Questions of survival that in every soul exist
what about the endless sky
A child that wants to know just why
the world spins round and people die
And does it hurt well baby, so do I
Walking on the streets I've known a city that I once called home
A stranger now another time that doesn't want me back
Poems in my native tongue whisper where I used to run
The river brushing by a shore that knew it all along
Here I stood and there I dreamed of future bright as magazines
Without the shades of sorrow in between
Where we've been and what we've seen, are we taught or are we teaching
Reaching seeking needing preaching pleading speeding screeching to a halt
Cattle guards and power lines mark the distance of our times
Like wheels that roll and bells that toll of hours and aging wine
Love we gave and love we made gone astray and then forgave
Naked as a masquerade for truth to figure out
Voices shout and voices sing words slip out and most stay in
In symphonies that live within the pockets of our soul
Colors of the open sea paint the edges of a dream in crystal blues
and deeper hues of wind and earth and God's own open road