How The West Was One


Native America
As I went out in the open I left for awhile A tired stranger looking to be found And so I stood there in silence For someone to hear me Someone to make the first sound Someone to care for, someone to carry me home I headed west to touch the ground But the spirits didn't make a sound As I stared in the face of Native America And so my pilgrimage progress Takes me over the land Just so that I can keep up with the rush And from the east to the west I can feel my heart beating To touch anything left untouched Someone to care for, someone to carry me home I headed west to touch the ground But the spirits didn't make a sound As I stared in the face of Native America And so I leave to forget To rebuild the patriot Anything that I can find Am I a visitor always Always a stranger Never knowing what I left behind? Someone to care for, someone to carry me home I headed west to touch the ground But the spirits didn't make a sound As I stared in the face of Native America Out in the open Wherever I'm looking On everything that I see Is an unwritten page To an unfinished book In an ongoing history And as I stopped to see the earth go round And as the sun's going up and down It changes the face of Native America And a river it runs right through Red, white, black and blue Straight down the face of Native America I headed west to touch the ground But the spirits didn't make a sound As I stared in the face of Native America
Crossroads
While at a crossroads Headed A to B I fell for a woman Prone to run But I couldn't make her follow me So I offered up my heart Before I left, final plea And I would've taken her off The hands of a man If it were up to me Standing at the crossroads Just when everything meant to be Faded out and disappeared As far as the eye could see We were standing at the crossroads We were standing at the crossroads Here we stood to assess the dirt Where thunderclouds brushed the land Here we stood, confessed to her Heads bowed, hand in hand Standing at the crossroads Looking at these fields of dream I stood and watched them come unsewn Right at the patchwork seams We were standing at the crossroads We were standing at the crossroads Standing at the crossroads Just when everything meant to be Faded out and disappeared As far as the eye could see Standing at the crossroads Looking on these fields of dreams I stood and watched them come unsewn Right at the patchwork seams We were standing at the crossroads We were standing at the crossroads We were standing at the crossroads We were standing at the crossroads
If I Were A Cowboy
The ghost of a building that once was a barn Leans on itself on an old ghost-town farm Its posts are all crippled It's tired, it's done Lays down to rest like a dog in the sun Dust devils boil as they stretch for the sky As if thirsty for more than the earth can provide Sprinklers are quiet, hay's two bucks a bale Just a piece of the west on the Oregon Trail And if I were a cowboy I'd dance until dawn If I were a cowboy I'd sing this song Now the foothills roll on like a fabric of green They lay on themselves will no stitch and no seam Higher to the mountains just fog and fir trees If we haven't reached heaven we're at least at its knees Corridors cut through these mountains of snow Winding our way to the next makeshift home So many ways out I forget where I am So many ways out when a map's in your hand And if I were a cowboy I'd dance until dawn If I were a cowboy I'd sing this song Out here the land is untouched and it's wide There is no great progress, no great divide The land seems so empty but with each step I know Someone's been here before me with a story untold Clouds in the valley Dark shadows a break A ghost creepin' and sweepin' the dirt from his pain Raindrops and teardrops Just two bucks a bale Another day in the west on the Oregon Trail And if I were a cowboy I'd dance until dawn If I were a cowboy I'd sing this song And if I were a cowboy I'd dance until dawn If I were a cowboy I'd sing this song
Midwestern Girl
She's a midwestern girl Her heart is paper mache With a tornado ripping through 'Cause she is ready for change California was fine And she can soak up the sun But she's returning to her roots Where she will always belong I-O-W-A, now I-O-W-A, now She's a midwestern girl She's finally back in her state I'm just a ghost out in the field Virginia's so far away She has the mane of a lion Husky eyes that are framed And cheekbones sculpted on the winds of I-O-W-A Tell her when she's not around Tell her as you're leaving town Tell her when she's not around Tell her everything now But what are you supposed to say To a midwestern girl as you are driving away Well if you see your soulmate standing out in a field Keep your eyes on the road and your hands on the wheel Down at the Val Air Ballroom Out in western Des Moines She's dancing out on the dance floor And I feel high Now the mirror ball spinning It's a hundred degrees It's always safer when it's crowded But there are no guarantees Tell her when she's not around Tell her everything is fine Tell her when she's not around Before her roots take over But I don't know what you're supposed to say To a midwestern girl a thousand miles away Well if you see your soulmate standing out in a field Keep your eyes on the road and your hands on the wheel I'm just a ghost in a field And she's a tundra queen A midwestern girl beside an old evergreen If you see your soulmate standing out in a field Keep your eyes on the road and your hands on the wheel She's a midwestern girl I got in late in the game But I am driving in my mind to I-O-W-A I-O-W-A, now...
Unknown Bride
Church bells clanged, I followed the sound Footsteps on an unfamiliar ground Tombstones led to an old mission church on a hillside If it were up to me, this is where it should be I have watched you like watching the rain cupped in my hands and feeling it drain through my fingers and splashed out onto stone Like a well for water i am drawn for you and you alone. Saturday rain broke from the clouds Rivers of people are starting to crowd I am bound to you you're by my side. nowhere to hide. unknown bride Church doors swing wide to the sunshine outcomes the tide. guests form their line Church bells ring and all is alright for the angels sing for the unknown bride dressed in white Saturday rain broke by the Sun. The Rivers of people are all having fun I am bound to you you're by my side. nowhere to hide. unknown bride Time's erased, or long overdo Touch my face, pull me into you kiss my ear and dance this close to me hold me by your side until the unknown bride is the bride to be Saturday rain broke by the Sun The rivers of people have all come and gone I am bound to you you're by my side. nowhere to hide Unknown bride remember this place where the sun came through just to kiss your face If I should die w/out you by my side Put my grave high, on this hillside. unknown bride
1 Wolf, 2 Wolf, 3 Wolf, 4
(Instrumental)
For The First Time
If I could see the western sky for the first time If I could hold that horizon in my hand If I could hold her close again before the wedding If I could fall in love for the first time If I could only let it go and start again If I could write to my first love for the last time What harm could it do? A new age has begun A new age has begun If I could see that western sky for the first time If I could hold that horizon in my hand If I could sponge back the (pain) between two lovers lost If I could fall in love again for the first time If I could only let it go and start again If I could pull the weeds of regret from a choking heart What harm could it do? A new age has begun A new age has begun A new age When I see that western sky for the last time I will know for that for the first time I am done (I will hang my head down out on the prairie) A new age has begun When I see that western sky for the last time I will know for that for the first time I am done I will cleanse my dusty hands out in the twilight A new age has begun A new age has begun A new age has begun A new age has begun A new age has begun A new age had begun