Ghosts Of The American Road - Comes To Light lyrics

Good days, numbered and packed away Gracious and unafraid We've come to let go Place and faces, they shape us Show us another way To look at this life we've made So far from home Even though you might not believe in ghosts Sometimes when we leave good souls They haunt us for miles Behold, sweet trailing wisps of smoke A specter of love America Welcome us home Roll on, onward and thru the dawn Comes to light as we chase our hearts Down the American road.