Deep and Wide
I’ve been searchin for a grain of truth
I’ve been lookin’ for what’s ailin’ you
And all these memories they keep me alive
There ain’t no sense in askin why
I’ve been searchin for that gospel sound
I can’t find it when I’m lookin’ down
My quiet soul can’t seem to find it’s feel
It’s tired of grinding on this winding wheel
And this I know, the south wind always blows
You gotta keep your pistol by your side
Where it blows the Good Lord only knows
But this heart runs deep and wide
So I’ll hop that train to find the Son
And leave my Sunday robes to the lonely ones
Asheville to ashes, Denver to dust
I know this journey only leads me to rust