when i boarded the plane
didn't know if you'd last through the flight
if you had i'd conceded
to put up one hell of a fight
so when i saw you standing there i threw up my hands
and lord i swear i tried
i'm all for lost causes and heartache
just not this time

theres something in mountains
and something in praries
makes em not quite what they seem
there's something in loneliness
seeps itself into
everything i believe
the dark side of moonlight
that loosens the leaves from the trees
deposits of ashes, misrepresented dreams

So when I was out past davisville

the last time i missed that right
landed back by the little church
where we turned around one time
and the essence of everything
you said burned in my mind
You gave up the ghost, but persisted
to prove you were right.