Still remember the first time I came back
Same old step with a brand new hat
You said
There was almost something seemingly different about
The way that I speak these days
But even if the sun fell from the sky I'd
Never forget the time spent in the mountains that year
With the rain
Coming down
Over the valley below
Yeah one way or another
This trains gonna roll
So I'm taking in fields of sunflowers in bloom I'm
Taking the train back home
Following shadows listening to rattles
Can't wait to see you again
So I'm back to my mountain home where the sun shines brighter
Airs a little lighter
Ahhhhh
Last time I rode the capital line
A man died on his final journey of life
I find some kind of peace in this
May is soul find rest and mine be born anew
