Green Pennsylvania

I must’ve wandered to this hollow
With just my anger and a bottle
And now I’m afraid tomorrow
Will not come for me

Because the icy hands of winter
Are bearing down on this September
Soul, the fire’s turned to embers
And there’s a star I can see

I know that I’m the cause of all of my frustration
I know that I’m the one who stands in the way
But I know that there’s new life in the waiting
And Spring will come again
Sure as the dead of winter screams for restoration
Sure as the darkest night believes in the day
I will meet you in green Pennsylvania
In the month of may

I’m broken and I’m battered
And my clothes are all in tatters
But the only thing that matters
Is alive in me
Beneath the ashes of despair
Less than a thought or unsaid prayer
A flame of hope is waiting there
That death will die someday

I know that I’m the cause of all of my frustration
I know that I’m the one who stands in the way
But I know that there’s new life in the waiting
And Spring will come again
Sure as the dead of winter screams for restoration
Sure as the darkest night believes in the day
I will meet you in green Pennsylvania
In the month of may

I know that I’m the cause of all of my frustration
I know that I’m the one who stands in my own way
But I know that there’s new life in the waiting
And Spring will come again
Sure as the dead of winter screams for salvation
Sure as the darkest night believes in the day
I will meet you in green Pennsylvania
In the month of may