Venus

Jesse, go to sleep
 We're still a long way off
 I'm just filling Junior up at Texaco
 There's a schedule that we've got to keep
 And every time we're late, I think
 But every time we've made it to the show
 So don't you cry
 See Aedan, he's alright
 He's laughing on the stage
 And the people stop and tell me that he's fine
 It's one more night at the Hampton Inn
 It's breakfast on the house again
 Well, it isn't home, but it'll do just fine
 Still, it isn't home
 We've got planes to catch, bills to pay
 We won't make it home today
 We've got shows from Boston clear to Venus
 But if America is listening, as long as I've got songs to sing
 We can always make a home right here between us
 Well, your mama's got her eyes on you
 And mine are on the road
 And Gabe's are staring off at Kansas City
 We'd all swear that it's a precious view
 That's seen by such a precious few
 And it'll change you just as sure as it is pretty
 But that ain't a bad thing
 CHORUS
 Well I've never seen the spirit wind,
 but I have seen the tall grass bend
 So I'll follow it wherever it may bring us
 And as long as I've got songs to sing
 I hope somebody's listening
 'Cause we can always find a home right here between us
 So don't you cry