Instrumental
Clyde woke up real early while Edna was still asleep Got dressed and had some coffee, then found his set of keys He pulled on his levi jacket, he headed
I've sen a thousand starry nights Caught glimpse of the moon Romantic words by candlelight They ended all too soon All these roads that I've been
Old pictures kept in a tattered cardboard box And after church on Sunday it was a crazy thing to watch How we'd gather 'round the table like pieces
I praise you for the rivers the mountains and the streams I praise you for the eagle, the visions and the dreams I praise all your creations the mountains
A orphan child is always looking for a home A restless spirit with a burning desire to roam Nobody can hold her too long, she's afraid she just might
I was holding on to my granddad's hand He was pointing to the promised land And that lay beyond the Reservation Road He said, "Don't make a promises that
Tell me just one more time the reason why you must leave Tell me once more why you're sure you don't need me Tell me again but don't think you'll covnince
With the wings of sorrow, I have taken flight Cloaked in the darkness like a thief in the night I have watched the farmer planting in his field And known
Swam accross that muddy river The moon was shining down The tide was swift and the water deep But I did not drown I touched the land of milk and
I was lookin' back on faded dreams from yesterday Like a brush from my past They painted the evenin' sky But they couldn't hold on, the current's so
Deep in the heart of a city night There's a young girl dancing free Twirling in circle by the front porch light Out on the street of dreams, out on the
Every word that you have spoken And the promises you made All the laws that you have broken Some day these debts must be repaid Every stone will be turned
He makes his way through the heart of the night With all he owns in a pack Those childhood ways disappeared in the struggle And it don't look like they