I seek the signs in the stones of the street, A traveler's prayer. People brush past but our paths never meet, I'm not there. I breathe in dust so my blood finds a way, through and through. Something undone miles ahead of me, the road to you.
A yellow field sways sideways awake a slow rain gives
everything you take
I watch the sun and the sun makes time, passing through. Why won't my feet just find their way, home to you. A traveler's blues fill a traveler's shoes when I've turned the wrong way - I've turned the wrong way. And if I would chose you forever, would I forever stay?
A yellow field sways sideways awake a slow rain gives
everything you take...
On an old sign and faded the words fines doubled, weather worn on the road eroded and everywhere trouble.
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