The Narrative
Oklahoma Air
You and me
In the warm fall breeze
Just before
The cold rushed in

And all around
Yellows, reds, and browns
Rustling
Beneath our feet

Times were changing
Old love's fading
Giving way
Under the weight of our sins

I was on my knees
Carving rivers and streams for you

Out there
In the Oklahoma air
I found a road
To take me home

Out there
Breathing Oklahoma air
I found a road
To take me home

You look lean
In your dark blue jeans
Headed for
The golden coast

Windmill sails
Cartwheel through the air
As we sing
We sing along

Longing for you
How I adore you
Even when
You're inches away

And I'm on my knees
Carving rivers and streams for you

Yea I'm down on my hands
Getting dirt in my open wounds
For you

Out there
In the Oklahoma air
I found a road
To take me home

Out there
Breathing Oklahoma air
I found a road
To take me home

When you heard
Just what I was hiding from
All the hurt
Constant like the engine hum

And I awoke
To feel the words you speak for so long
And I learned
That you were my home
You were my home

Out there
In the Oklahoma air
I found a road
To take me home

Out there
Breathing Oklahoma air
I found a road
To take me home