I reached in the cupboard for something to feed you and
I hoped that these words were enough to keep you
Because the moon is so high and the stars are so bright
You could be the one that i needed
And when the sun came you hit the trail
Like an old cowboy bent for the wild road
And so i carved your name in to all the tree legs
And we waited for you until dark came
I once knew a man who told a tale as tall
As the mountains that he came from
And he said there’s a place where all the folks wait
When death strips their faces of color
Are you there?
(are you there where the good ones go?)
Are you there?
(are you there where the good ones go?)
My grandpa said that he wandered himself lost
Into the heart of the forest
And his collar still sings the engraves of his name
And he chases field mice under moonlight
Are you there?
(are you there where the good ones go?)
Are you there?
(are you there where the good ones go?)
If you’re there, where the good ones go
Could you write me a letter, can you visit home?
You could rest on the foot of my bed
And whisper reassurances because i’m not sure of anything
Just like the dog who lost himself gone
On the farm you are living in gardens
And the fields are so high and the vegetables ripe
In the place where the good ones go
When they’re gone
(are you there where the good ones go?)
When they’re gone
(are you there where the good ones go?)
