作曲 : John Patrick Ryan
When we started we knew we might not come back home
To the south, to the south we ride along
And there’s a time and there’s a place for everything
Can’t control it, just back out of the way
And the way defines itself with winds and grasses
Blowing dust, drying eyes and spreading ashes
And this dirt clod living’s got me down
Because I know that we’ve gone too far south
And it’s hard to carry this much water
Getting lighter, getting lighter, getting dryer
The saddest day that I have ever seen
Was when I kicked the dog from the house out to the rain
As he walked away I swear I heard him crying
The recipient of a thousand wrongs
And I’m sorry I want to go home
But I can’t stay I’ve lost it all I’ve lost it all