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