• Nebraska

    My Father's House

  • Last night I dreamed that I was a child
    Out where the pines grow wild and tall
    I was trying to make it home through the forest
    Before the darkness falls
    I heard the wind rustling through the trees
    And ghostly voices rose from the fields
    I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
    With the devil snappin' at my heels
    I broke through the trees, and there in the night
    My father's house stood shining hard and bright
    The branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms
    But I ran till I fell, shaking in his arms
    I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart
    Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts
    I got dressed, and to that house I did ride
    From out on the road, I could see its windows shining in light
    I walked up the steps and stood on the porch
    A woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door
    I told her my story, and who I'd come for
    She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"
    My father's house shines hard and bright
    It stands like a beacon calling me in the night
    Calling and calling, so cold and alone
    Shining `cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned
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