When I look at you, boy. I can see the road that lies ahead. I can see the love and the sorrow. . Bright fields of joy. Dark nights awake in a stormy bed.
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Well, I grew up in a little town. A southern mix of lost and found. Where most folks seem to stick around, whoa. . But I could hear the highway song. I'd sit out on the dock till dawn.
You could no more kill the darkness. Than you could raise the sun. And the sky was cold and black. Like the barrel of a gun. . And I remember the tremble.
I know you've been afraid. Don't know what to do. You've been lost in the questions. I don't know what to say. I'm sure if I were you. I'd proceed with some caution.
Do you remember how we used to drive. Over the mountain and down to the river bend. Where the ghosts of the valley all haunt the tracks. The highway calls your stories back again.
Oh God, I am furrowed like the field. Torn open like the dirt. And I know that to be healed. That I must be broken first. I am aching for the yield. That You will harvest from this hurt.
I tried to be brave but I hid in the dark. I sat in that cave and I prayed for a spark. To light up all the pain that remained in my heart. And the rain kept falling.
I cannot explain the ways of love. Life cannot explain the grace of kindness. There's no reason that can satisfy enough. The healing of this blindness.
Why don't the mountains make me cry no more?. They don't sing the way they did before. They're just piles of stone. As dead as bones. Like corpses on a field of war.
Come climb the hill with me. Come and be still with me. Come watch the sun sink away. If you will with me. . Come watch the garden grow. Down by the gravel road.
I've been waiting for the sun. To come blazing up out of the night like a bullet from a gun. Till every shadow is scattered, every dragon's on the run.
I saw the desert wind tear across the wilderness. I felt it blowing off the page. The teacher told me, "Son, always remember this". And I have always been afraid.
Do you remember, Jody Baxter. When the whippoorwill sings. How you stole across the pasture. To the little hidden spring?. Where you laid down by the water.
I remember once I broke down in the country. I was sixteen with a broken heart in bloom. And I walked home through the pines. Nobody saw me but the moon.
You are not alone. I will always be with you. Even to the end. . So you don't have to work so hard. You can rest easy. You don't have to prove yourself.
And when the winter is over. The flowers climb through the snow. The willows weep and the clover bloom. Then all at once you hear a song. That's stronger than the noise.
I can see the storm descending on the hill tonight. Tall trees are bending to your will tonight. Let the mighty bow down. At the thundering sound of your voice.
You're my oasis. The eye of the hurricane. One look at your face is all I need to remember my name. So I run away home. Yes I run away home to you. I was an orphan.
We chose the spot. We dug the hole. We laid the maples in the ground. To have and hold. . As autumn falls. To winters sleep. We pray that somehow in the spring.