Troubles Will Be Gone

Oh, when it's god I see in headlights kneeling down on frozen highways

And salvation in white knuckles on a wheel

And the deer is in the audience by the border of the darkness

where forgiveness grows and slowly winds away

Well/ there's a question somewhere asked with all the answers inside

But/ I'll never find the kid before she's gone

Well/ the day is never done, but there's a light on where you're sleeping

So/ I hope somewhere that troubles will be gone

But now the ghost is in my jacket and my stairs were built in anger

Winding forcefully but end up where I stand

But, there are no rocks or salt and nails, I low my cannons not to kill you

SImply lost the words to tell you I'm afraid

And there's a sign up to a hill to see the far of the land

Well, the sign will tell you "turn", if there's a one

Still the day is never done, but there's a light on where you're sleeping

So I hope somewhere that troubles will be gone

Oh, darling, when it's you I see in headlights, driving down the golden highway

And salvation in the beauty of some brace

And the deer is gone without me to the valley of surrender

There is still another world along its tracks

But, there's that sign up to a hill to see the far of the land

Well, the sign will say, "there's still a higher one"

And now the day is slowly setting, and the lights on where you're sleeping

So I hope somewhere that troubles will be gone