

(hummmm) (ooh) Behind the canyon's bend,
I kept my name
Folded in a jacket with the rain
Your letter rode the river stones
I read it once,
then walked alone
I heard the old road call my bluff
Said the heart can leave,
but not enough
Every mile I tried to spend Brought me back around again
Behind the canyon's bend
I buried what I could not mend
But the dawn came over red stone walls And found me standing
after all
Behind the canyon's bend
I learned to turn toward home again
A raven crossed the noon-white sky
Like a question I could not deny
I left my pride in a cedar box
With dust inside the broken lock
Behind the canyon's bend
I buried what I could not mend
But the dawn came over red stone walls
And found me standing after all
Behind the canyon's bend
I learned to turn toward home again If forgiveness is a gate
Let it open crooked,
late
I have carried less than stone
I have carried being known
Behind
the canyon's bend
I learned to turn toward home again (ooh)
Toward home again