Из альбома: Ghosts of the Great Highway
sorry that
i could never love you back
i could never care enough
in these last days
her tears
fell on her pages found me out
on her words i dont know what
to do or say
wading through
warm canals and pools clear blue
the Tuscarawas flows into
the prairie land
riding back
to where the highway met
dead end tracks
the ground is now cement and glass
and far away
heal her soul, carry her, my angel, ohio
lingering in
what about the sweetness we knew
what about what's good what's true
from those days
can't count to
all the lovers i've burned through
so why do i still burn for you
i cannot say
sorry that
i could never love you back
i could never care enough in these last days
heal her soul, carry her, my angel, ohio
children blush
and gather round the home she rests
so poor and gold with their midwest
moon and sun
flashes bringing on
my open eyes the lightning storm
the tortured mist felt soft, felt warm
on my face
craving dreams
a million miles ago you see
and the star that i just dont see
anymore
words long gone
lost on journeys we walked on
lost are voices heard along the way
sorry for
never going by your door
never feeling love like that
anymore
heal her soul, carry her, my angel, ohio