Home Free

Be on you way
Don't try to say that
You love me still.
If we couldn't find
The right dream by now
Then we never will.
We paid our dues at the door
And never once saw the stage.
We wrote our share of love's lore
And never quite filled the page.
So be on your way.

Be on your way.
Maybe someday we will
Meet again.
Try not to cry
Tears make me think
How it might have been.
We loved as strong as we could
But love only got in our way.
We took our time to be free
There's nothing much more to say but
Be on your way.

Hickory Grove, wait for me
I'm just as poor as a man can be.
Hickory Grove, wait for me
I'm just as blind as the other men
that see.

Hickory Grove, make the sun
Rise slower I don't have much time.
Hickory Grove, watch me run
Down through the years of my prime.

Lady Luck, play your hand
I've got a life for you to play with
Hickory Grove, you will stand...
I've got a dream that I can stay with.

Watching the sun
Watching it come
Watching it come up over the rooftops.

Cloudy and warm
Maybe a storm
You can never quite tell
From the morning.

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And it's going to be a day
There is really no way to say no
To the morning.

Yes it's going to be a day
There is really nothing left to
Say but
Come on morning.

Waiting for mail
Maybe a tail
From an old friend
Or even a lover.

Sometimes there's none
But we have fun
Thinking of all who might
Have written.

And maybe there are seasons
And maybe they change
And maybe to love is not so strange.

The sounds of the day
They hurry away
Now they are gone until tomorrow.

When day will break
And you will wake
And you will rake your hands
Across your eyes
And realize

That it's going to be a day
There is really no way to say no
To the morning.

Yes it's going to be a day
There is really nothing left to say but
Come on morning.

I was born by a river
Rolling past a town
Given no direction
Just told to keep my head down.
As I took my position
A man fired a gun
I was so steeped in tradition
That I could not run.

I was raised by a river
Weaned upon the sky
And in the mirror of the waters
I saw myself learn to cry.
As my tears hit the surface
I saw what had been done.
I gave feet to my freedom
And I did run.

Someday later
I saw the writing in the dust
It told me how I should travel
It told me who I was.
I ran far from the river
Far as I could see
And as the sun hit my shoulders
I felt it burning me.

How I longed for the waters
As the fire raged
How I longed for the river
As I aged.
I will die by a river
As it rolls away
Bury me in the nighttime
Do not waste the day.

High above the waters
That roll on to the sea.
All the angels in heaven will
laugh at me.
They will laugh at me.

My life was naught but a river
Rolling through my brain
Made of so many teardrops
Made of so much pain.

Running in the wrong direction
Isn't it a long way home,
People with the wrong intentions
Isn't it a long way home.

City, you are dying real slow
Country, you are calling me to go.
Smokestacks, I don't need you no more
I'm gonna fly...

To where the sky meets the land
And the living is not planned
And the children can laugh just
Cause they're living.

I'll send for you
If you ever want me to
But you'll have to find
A whole new way of giving.

Running from the noise and poison
Isn't it a long way home.
Wounded by a law man's toy gun
Isn't it a long way home.

City, no more shadows to be seen.
Country, all the sunshine you can dream.
Smokestacks spew your sour-smelling
steam
I'm gonna fly.

To where the sky meets the land
And the living is not planned
And the children can laugh
Just cause they're living.
I'll send for you
If you ever want me to
But you'll have to find
A whole new way of giving.