Danger waits in Indiana
Like sun on the street
It won’t break in and steal
It comes suddenly
A blade swung the wrong way, a slip on the hay
Death in the everyday -
Accidents, they say
The sky doesn’t care
And the corn just sways

There’s a heat in Indiana
That presses on the day
The glass sits full of water
A tulip poplar prays
The cars and times
Have changed now
The steel frame passed away
But in my mind it stays same as same as same

I want to go to Indiana
Where I held my bravery high
As cast iron bulls chased us
To the ruined silo pile
But a silo too can be deadly
If you sink into the grain
What is it about you that’s sewn into my brain
You smile at disaster
And set the plow back to the plain
And I like you that way