Eden

I miss something that I never had

Clear skies and virgin land

Hard work to make me strong

Cool nights and Guthrie songs

Nothing I own I can't fix with my hands



Back living in the real world

Sunday driving with my girls

Towns now they look the same

Want to show them where I came from

But I should know I could never go back again



But Eden is waiting between the cracks in the pavement

Seeds down below are getting ready to grow

Floodwater and fire leave nothing behind them

We'll have our day and go like a song on the radio

The radio



I'm a product of my time

In need of a lullaby

Quick judge, slow to trust

A bad case of wanderlust

I little hope things might turn out all right



But Eden is waiting beneath the cracks in the pavement

Seeds down below are getting ready to grow

Floodwater and fire leave nothing behind them

We'll burn bright and go like a song on the radio

The radio