Dogs May Bark

Working in a graveyard on a skeleton crew

Everyday above ground, is just too good to be true

Living in uncertainty is such a reality

It takes nothing for granted, you got no secrets to keep

You just watch for hidden motives, reading right between the lines

The horizon keeps expanding by a thin blue line

And every single picture is more than meets the eye

They will just defend the truth if you even ask why

An old woman working on the favorite song

Dogs may bark but the caravan moves along

Standing at the crossroads where the middle meets the ends

And I'm hope six ways to Sunday, by some long lost friends

And I thought I heard the river that runs through my past

I hollered which way are you going, I heard I thought you'd never ask

I'm a voice of wind and water, a man of flesh and bone

I was right next to the river, together and alone

Sometimes you glimpse the truth when it's long gone

Dogs may bark but the caravan moves long

I stumbled drunk upon a side street without a clue, without a care

I saw the wind move on the water just enough to know it's there

And I felt my world was sleeping and my knees went weak

And I might as well let the stars are floating all around my feet

You tried to reconstruct the crime scene with a handful of clues

Think you know where I've been going by staring at my shoes

And if you're gonna talk about me when I'm gone

Dogs may bark but the caravan moves along, the caravan moves along