Promise of you It sleeps in the air The air that I breathe And I know that it's true Don't have to convince myself to believe What secrets sleep in
Wendy's sittin' next to me She's trying hard to drink it away And I feel the rumble of the subway Beneath the stage And her eyes are screaming And
She's a Blue Ridge cradle She's a mother to some And home to the laughter Of road weary ones So we'll sing all the old songs Sing to grandmama road
Let them in, Peter For they are very tired Give them couches where the angels sleep And light those fires Let them wake whole again To brand new
One little gutter town 3:00 in the morning I whispered these words I believed Said leave me alone girl I'm so tied down and broken It's too late it's
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky Never revealing their depth