Eden

I miss something that I never had Clear skies and virgin land Hard work to make me strong Cool nights and Guthrie songs Nothing I own I can't fix with my hands Back living in the real world Sunday driving with my girls Towns now they look the same Want to show them where I came from But I should know I could never go back again But Eden is waiting between the cracks in the pavement Seeds down below are getting ready to grow Floodwater and fire leave nothing behind them We'll have our day and go like a song on the radio The radio I'm a product of my time In need of a lullaby Quick judge, slow to trust A bad case of wanderlust I little hope things might turn out all right But Eden is waiting beneath the cracks in the pavement Seeds down below are getting ready to grow Floodwater and fire leave nothing behind them We'll burn bright and go like a song on the radio The radio