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Tumbleweed

Tumbleweed

	I'm so tired of tumbling down that highway
	Like a tumbleweed in the wind
	I'm so tired of drifting away
	Without the blessings of the canyon sun

	A ship upon that desert sea
	Sunlight so far away from me
	Back where the mountains start to fade
	Rolling hills rolling hills rolling hills start again, some oasis
	A joker amongst these aces of spades

	I'm so tired of a pointed thumb
	Deadend beginnings and songs never sung
	Words of hesitation upon my tongue
	I'm so tired of what has never begun
	This other journey back home back home back home

	Wild apple blossoms soon take shape
	And the ripest fruit start to rot
	Buttercups for all my past loves
	Even when my tongue's in knots
	I'm so tired of giving in without the wild meadows

	I'm so tired of concrete for a love
	Four years of wandering and I've started to come undone
	Come undone come undone come undone
	When the sunset leads to the sunrise again
	The canyon sun's first ray shines without end.

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