To a town in an endless mountain valley
I road all night so I might come to see
Running from the truest love that I have ever known
Or maybe just running from me
Pennsylvania was to be my pot of gold
With forest full of trees and mines of coal
I settled right down in a one horse logging town
To work like hell and try to heal my soul
Following the Schrader river valley
Ten years ago they built this town
They layed the train tracks and they never looked back
Clear cut till every tree was gone
Well a man works like hell in this town
And the devil gets his pay all around
And I still see your face like its branded in my mind
And I can't see why loving you was wrong
Oh Jonathan
Its been so long
Oh Jonathan
I can only run for so long
Jonathan
To a town in an endless mountain valley
I road all night so I might flee from you
Running from the truest love that I have ever known
Three Hundred miles from the truth
Well Aquin (?) is a desperate place
Clear cut and towards its own grief
And I seem to do the same with your memory in my brain
And Ohio seems a million miles away
So I write to you and ask you to forgive
The fear in me that I just couldn't lift
The targets on our backs and the house of cards they stacked
Holding up the bible and the fist
And my letter finds you safe oh god I pray
And the post wont lose it somewhere along the way
Deliver in a sack that was carried on the back
Of the saint that brings the words that I couldn't sing
Oh Jonathan
Its been too long
Oh Jonathan
I can only run for so long
Oh Jonathan
My letter finds you safe oh god I pray
Oh Jonathan
It wasn't supposed to end this way
No it wasn't supposed to end this way
No it wasn't supposed to end this way