Appalachian giants sleeping
Grey, blue, green silhouettes
White dotted lines cut
Across a great American cloth
Miles on miles off in memory
Ghosts haunt, hang
And hover like the morning mist
The sun burns it off,
The giants rise,
Then I know Im alive
The afternoon sky is a hammer
Beating down,
Blinding my eyes
Long at last,
Dusk comes forgiving me
I know Im alright
Finding it easier to leave
Than to stay
Rushing in, rushing out
Of the infinite day
Im losing myself finding my way
Finding my way
Appalachian giants sleeping
Grey, blue, green silhouettes
White dotted lines cut
Across a great American cloth