I journey through this frozen land on my own There's no shelter anywhere down the road When this mystic wanderer comes around And the dying hope in my heart starts to grow The dying hope in my heart starts to grow, starts to grow This vagrant offers help

We don't apologize And that's just the way it is But we can harmonize Even if we sound like shit Don't try to criticize You bitches better plead the fifth We've been idolized Role models for all the kids. (for all the kids)

And I know it's gonna hurt But darling I'll go first 'Cause we can't fix what's broken 'Cause I won't keep on saying those three empty words Those three empty words I'll pick you up at the same time At the same place, the same old drive We'll just talk

Closer to the heart Closer to the heart Well closer to the heart, yeah And the men who hold high places Must be the ones who start To mold a new reality The blacksmith and the artist Reflect it in their art They forge their creativity

She thinks my tractor's sexy It really turns her on She's always starin' at me While I'm chuggin' along She likes the way it's pulling While it's tillin' up the land She's even kinda crazy ?bout my farmers tan She's the only one who really Understands

Lady, where's your love gone? Let's go down, down low down Where I know I should not go Oh, and she thinks she's the one But she's just one in twenty-four And just 'cause everybody's doing it Does that mean that I can, too? I was looking but can't find

Ghost of perdition Ghost of Mother Lingering death Ghost on Mother's bed Black strands on the pillow Contour of her health Twisted face upon the head Stuck in her chest A warning no one read

But you'll think of me Take your memories I don't need 'em And take your cap and leave my sweater In fact I'll feel a whole lot better 'Cause we have nothing left to weather Take your records, take your freedom Take your space and take your reasons So

Come on and let me hear your prayer I'm going down to the city, I got a home there Let me hear your hosanna Hey brother don't you sing so quiet, no I need a beacon to guide me through the night Oh let me hear your hosanna Oh my heart is tattered and my

She just wanna be free Just let her be Why can't you see? She just wanna be cool I'll take a ride on the breeze And doing what she do And I know, I know I know I know Bad feed swaying to a laid back beat She looks good in the morning sun