Iowa

I only knew you from
Three months of tour, and a cellular phone
We talked of the midwest
And i learned all of that you left behind

Oh and the loss runs deep
Your father and a friend are rug-pulled from your feet
But i'll try and give you a place
To lay your tired head
And hide your lonely face

There's a bed waiting for you
There's a light that i left on
There's a purpose in the distance in
The things that i've done wrong

You came to stay with us
A week in the south, you weren't missing much
The day that you left it rained
And the cold weather up north was calling your name
So i helped you pack your bags
Folding your shirts, the clothes on your back
Home never felt so far
And the morning i found sweaters you dropped in my front yard

There's a bed waiting for you
There's a light that i left on
There's a purpose in the distance in the things that i've done wrong

Be careful how you hold yourself, i know
You worry what might happen but i swear it won't
So i'm waiting for your voice to make a sound
But i know every word before they leave your mouth

There's a place that you live in
A town that you call home
There's a state that you visit
But you never stay too long