
West of Yesterday
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- epic
- art rock
- progressive rock
- atmospheric
- storytelling
- 1970s
- prog-rock/art rock
- melodic
- symphonic rock
About
Rock prog
Lyrics
Verse 1
Morning broke across the ridge
With the church bell thin and far away
I packed my father's watch
And the map of yesterday
Silver frost upon the pines
the tires cut a slow retreat
I left the cottage lights behind
chasing something incomplete
Pre-Chorus
And the radio keeps humming low
a voice I almost know
it calls my name across the static glow
Chorus
Ride the long horizon
where the rivers split in two
Every mile a different sky
every town a lighter hue
Ride the long horizon
till the years fall off my back
I'm carving westward with the dusk
along the fading track
Verse 2
Found a letter in an attic
yellowed curls of coffee rings
A stranger's hand confessing
all the things we never bring
I wrote one back beside the stove
with ink that smelled of rain
Sealed the envelope with wax
and set it down the window lane
Pre-Chorus
And the station lights keep blinking out
no train will come this route
so I whistle what the silence is about
Chorus
Ride the long horizon
where the rivers split in two
Every mile a different sky
every town a lighter hue
Ride the long horizon
till the years fall off my back
I'm carving westward with the dusk
along the fading track
Guitar Solo
Bridge
Somewhere past the grain elevators
and the billboards worn to grey
a son is learning my name slowly
like a scripture someone saves
I never meant to wander
I just never learned to stay
Chorus
Ride the long horizon
where the rivers split in two
Every mile a different sky
every town a lighter hue
Ride the long horizon
till the years fall off my back
I'm carving westward with the dusk
along the fading track
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