I'm Coming In, Got The Wood Stove On
At The End Of A Treasured Day
Take Off My Hat And Shoes
And I Lay Me Down
Lives Been Lost And Fortunes Won
A Test Of The Will To Survive
See Where The Shadow Falls
And You Stake Your Claim
I Dream Of Trees And Roads
I Roam Across The Hills
The Sky Is Big, The Deepest Blue,
The Clouds Like Smoky Trains
News Coming In Goes Nation Wide
Not A Grain Of Truth To Be Heard
Lie To An Ancient Tribe, In Their Mother Tongue
Wreaking Havoc And Wrecking Lives
Like A Ball And Chain To The Skull
Rise See The Eagle Fly
Spirit Can't Be Broken
I Dream Of Trees And Roads
I Roam Across The Hills
The Sky Is Big, The Deepest Blue,
The Clouds Like Smoky Trains
I Dream Of Trees And Roads
I Roam Across The Hills
The Sky Is Big, The Deepest Blue,
The Clouds Like Smoky Trains
I Dream Of Trees And Roads
I Roam Across The Hills
The Sky Is Big, The Deepest Blue,
The Clouds Like Smoky Trains
I Dream Of Trees And Roads
I Roam Across The Hills