Dark clouds are comin in like an army
Soon the sky will open up and disarm me
You will go just like youve gone before
One sad soldier off to war, with enemies that only you can see.
Dishes stacked, the table cleared
Its always like the scene of the last supper here
You speak so cryptically, but thats not news to me
The flood is here it will carry you
And Ive got work to do.
Come on home, the team youre hitched to has a mind of its own
But its just the forces of your past youve fought before
Come back here and shut the door
Im stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles.
There is fire there is lust
Some will trade it all for someone they could trust
Theres a bag of silver for a box of nails
Its so simple the betrayal
Though its known to change the world and whats to come.
Just come on home, the team youre hitched to has a mind of its own
But its just the forces of your past youve fought before
Dont you recognize them anymore
Im stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles.
Theres the given and the expected
I count my blessings while I eye what Ive neglected
Is this for better is this for worse
Youre all jammed up and the dams about to burst.
I hear the owl in the night
I realize that some things never are made right
By some will we string together here
Days to months and months to years
What if everything we have adds up to nothing.
Come on home, the team youre hitched to has a mind of its own
But its just the forces of your past youve fought before
Come back here and shut the door
Im stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles.