Lyrics

Caswell


You and I walk the same land and road
A different time same rooms long ago
I’ve so many questions-things to know
Did the changes come quickly or was time moving slow


Indian fall is upon us now
Haunted cotton fields surrealistic somehow
I know you watched closely
The pulpit called you from the plow



Looking back through the years
I know your range of choices now
Fear that rolls with so much loss
You kept the others from sinking down