Lantern For the Lost

(hummmm) Frost on the cedar fence line

Coal smoke rising thin and slow

I kept the letters in an iron box

From forty miles and years ago

Some rivers only run in spring

Some fires burn the mountain

down

We build a shelter from the gathering rain

And walk the long road out of town (ahhhh)

My father's hands were rough as bark

He taught me where the stone would yield

Now I carry the silence he left behind

Across an empty autumn field

Some rivers only run in spring

Some fires burn the mountain

down

We build a shelter from the gathering rain

And walk the long road out of town

Time don't heal a single thing

It just teaches you how to stand

Holding tight to what remains

Like river silt inside your hand

Some rivers only run in spring

Some fires burn the mountain

down

We build a shelter from the gathering rain

And walk the long road out of town

(yeah, out of town)

Out of town (hummmm)