"Sailing Winds"

I left my fatherís house in Georgia
A chance to run I could not pass it by
Tossing just a note upon the mantle
That never really explained why
Following the sun into the darkness
Hoping I could surely pass the test
Dreaming that the sun arose to find me
Looking at the ocean facing west

Giant sailing wind blows through the desert
Following the wires across the sand
Kachinas marching power to the ocean
But all I see is miles of empty land

Running out of money in east Texas
Walking out of Austin in the rain
Nothing of the world I left behind me
Could make stop and turn around again
Sunset finds a bed inside a rest stop
Eating when the gods consent to pay
Hardly looking back at burning bridges
Vagrant in El Paso fifteen days

Giant sailing wind blows through the desert
Following the wires across the sand
Kachinas marching power to the ocean
But all I see is miles of empty land

Benson Arizona in the darkness
Somehow brings a country tune to mind
Fading in the distant thunder of
The New Mexico state line
Turning south and following the river
Finding other countries are the same
Finally standing westward on the beaches
I seem to have forgotten my own name

Giant sailing wind blows through the desert
Following the wires across the sand
Kachinas marching power to the ocean
But all I see is miles of empty land




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