Boulder To Birmingham

I don't want to hear a love song
 I got on this airplane just to fly
 And I know there's life below me
 But all that you can show me is the prairie and the sky
 And I don't want to hear a sad story
 Full of heartbreak and desire
 The last time I felt like this
 I was in the wilderness and the canyon was on fire
 And I stood on the mountain
 In the night and I watched it burn
 I watched it burn, I watched it burn
 I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
 I would hold my life in his saving grace
 I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham
 If I thought I could see, I could see your face
 Well, you really got me this time
 And the hardest part is knowing I'll survive
 And I come to listen for the sound
 Of the trucks as they move down out on 95
 And pretend that it's the ocean
 Coming down to wash me clean, to wash me clean
 Baby, do you know what I mean?
 I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
 I would hold my life in his saving grace
 I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham
 If I thought I could see, I could see your face
 If I thought I could see, I could see your face
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 Thank you