

(muffled schoolyard laughter far away) Adjusted her backpack at the heavy iron
gate
She said 'have a good day sweetie,
don't stay out too late'
I watched her car turn slowly onto the quiet street
How was I to know that was the last time we would
meet
Oh, the road goes cold
Stories left untold (mhm)
Now I'm standing in the hall alone
Waiting for a light that's never on
Two long years of quiet,
living in the gray
Then the telephone rang on a cold November day
A voice from the hospital,
heavy and so deep
Said your mother passed away,
she just fell asleep
Sixteen years went by,
burying the pain
Till a dusty old file washed up in the rain
It wasn't a natural end,
she didn't just fade
A Wilkes county deputy threw dirt on the grave With a badge
and a lie, they covered the crime
Oh,
the road goes cold
Stories left untold (oh no) Now I'm standing in the hall alone
Waiting for a light that's never on
No more secrets in the Wilkes county clay
The truth is gonna burn the dark
away (away...)