Lyrics
Chorus
Dry ground and open space
Dry ground and open space
Not a cloud across the blue
Looking for a single trace
Of any path to take me through
Verse 1
My canteen rattles thin
Miles of heat soak through my skin
Red rocks towering high
Shadows crawling while I try
To find where I have been
Pre-Chorus
Horseshoe prints are filled with sand
Moving through this hollow land
Waiting on a cooler hand
Chorus
Dry ground and open space
Dry ground and open space
Not a cloud across the blue
Looking for a single trace
Of any path to take me through
Verse 2
Buzzard circles low
Watch him come and watch him go
Watch him wait for me
Sagebrush tangles round my knee
Bitter winds begin to blow
Pre-Chorus
Horseshoe prints are filled with sand
Moving through this hollow land
Waiting on a cooler hand
Chorus
Dry ground and open space
Dry ground and open space
Not a cloud across the blue
Looking for a single trace
Of any path to take me through
Bridge
Hungry
Lonely
Steady
Holding on to what is left
Bowing to the canyon theft
Chorus
Dry ground and open space
Dry ground and open space
Not a cloud across the blue
Looking for a single trace
Of any path to take me through
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