Canyon Lines

If you can’t find my trail of tears, it’s just that I’ve been crying for so many years and I’m trying so hard not to disappear again into the canyon walls so steep, where water cuts the stone like you’d never believe and the echoes become your only friends. Do you remember when you go to sleep at night how the coyote cried a lonesome high and you held me close ’til morning touched my skin? ’Cause now all I can see are the water lines, how it used to be bеfore it ran dry, and I try to believе the river will come again like it did back then

My heart’s still soft for you my love, and every time I look at Orion above, it’s just enough to make a mess out of me. Every hour, every day, it doesn’t seem to matter, time or space, oh the heart strings they run so deep

Do you remember when you go to sleep at night how the coyote cried a lonesome high and you held me close ’til morning touched my skin? ’Cause now all I can see are the water lines, how it used to be before it ran dry, and I try to believe the river will come again like it did back then