Из альбома: Shotgun Singer
Long time, no sound, long years, waiting and waiting
I hear it now, too loud, too strange to ignore
I'll watch that road, my heart steady as a snare drum
When you get here, I'm gonna meet you
Like the ocean meets the shore
Don't hang that head, you know it's nothing I ain't seen before
Bring me your trash, your love as messy as a plum
Bring me your weight, your shame and the devil on your shoulder
When you get here, I'm gonna hold you
Like the heavens hold the sun
It's done, now here you come, smelling of the struggle
I've worn that face before and it always leaves a stain
Broke down screen door, don't bother with the bell
When you get here, I'm gonna greet you
Like the desert greets the rain