Middle Of Nowhere

I’m coming back home for the Winter

And the border patrol said I should stick there for a while

It’s got my mind in a flood, and the light gets dimmer

As the world gets cold

So now I’m back in my room but it looks different

My sisters painted the walls & nothing’s in it anymore

But this is the place I found my spirit

So I know I’m home

I came to this world as the child of a dream giver

Trying to work it all out on my way to the Moon

When time runs me around, give my word to the grave diggers

I’m just passing through

Sometimes I wish that lived in the middle of nowhere

With a couple of dogs and a ranch on a farm

I don’t even like farming or early mornings

It just sounds calm

And I’d marry that girl I met in Texas

Then my grandma could hang around for the wedding

Now it’s starting to sound like a better ending

And that hits hard

I came to this world as the child of a dream giver

Trying to work it all out on my way to the Moon

When time runs me around, give my word to the grave diggers

I’m just passing through

There’s a million tangents I been twisting

They always lead to regret laced reminiscence in the end

Sometimes my mind feels like a prison

It just needs some Sun

So I’ll walk till the city meets the country

Till I’m the only one left in the world

Then I’ll write a few songs that go nowhere

Like this one

I came to this world as the child of a dream giver

Trying to work it all out on my way to the Moon

When time runs me around, give my word to the grave digger

I’m just passing through