Well I watched as familiar ground drifted away
And eighteen eternities ran like the rain
And I cried out the window that took them away
I've Never been strong about change
Well my friends tied their laces
And they shouldered their bags on the long list of options
That they've never had
Cause long family winters with each winters past
Is a wall in the foundation Stone
And that's where I still find them and I only sing about home
So I can't turn back if I'm still growing
So don't keep on talking to keep me from talking
I'm looking for a path in the weeds
So now it's all airports and big white vans
And home for a few days and back out again
And when I feel broken For someplace to stand
It's a long list of crossroads or relive again
And that's where I still find them and I only sing about home
So I can't turn back if I'm still growing
So don't keep on talking to keep me from talking
I'm looking for a path In The weeds
I had a breakdown in Calgary and couple weeks earlier in Los Angeles
What were you doing when I was on my knees
I don't know but I think I believe you were carefully watching to help me see
That I can't turn Back if you're here beside me
So I won't keep on talking to keep you from talking
I'm looking for a path in the weeds
You are my path in the weeds