Tim McFate - Ode to Precious Things

Well you know that storm you said was coming
finally came
Yeah I was slipping and sliding
Through the rain
And somewhere far away that whistle blew
It said come on home boy
We got work to do

Well I know that feeling
Checking out
Leaves are turning and the
Days are short
Too much of something rushes in
And I disappear again

Well it won't be the last time
That I feel this way
I heard the news
You've gone away
I'll follow the sun
To some promise land
Where everything and nothing
Go hand in hand
And I'll take to the road
And Ill never look back
I'll hitch my fate to strangers
Just a few precious things
In a small gunny sack

Don't know where I'm going
But I get in the car
Headed west
I drive all night
Painted desert you look the best
You look the best

After the sun went down
I saw you by the fire
I had something to say
So I lit a candle
For everything that's gone away

I'll fall in love
With the loneliness of missing a friend
Drifting over the landscape
You keep flying

Well I spent the morning hours
Waiting for that storm that I knew would come
I know that feeling checking out
I know that feeling rushing in

You know that storm you said was coming
Finally came
Yeah I was slipping and sliding
Through the rain
And somewhere far away that whistle blew
It said come on home boy
We've got other things to do
Won't be the last time
I feel this way
When I heard the news
You've gone away
I said I would follow the sun
To some promised land
Where everything and nothing
Go hand in hand
And would I take to the road
And I would never look back
I would hitch my fate to strangers
Just a few precious things
In a small
Small gunny sack

Written by:
Timothy McFate

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