Tracks running West from the city
through the leafy Hudson Valley, and hills
across the great Mississippi
where waving canola turns to wheat fields and windmills
Soon, I'll see the people who knew me before
I been a long time gone
but I want one day more
before this train takes me home
But I'm home
In the valley of the Cascades
the grasses, and Queen Anne's Lace
and the roadside fruit stands
Yes I'm home
where the air tastes like water
I'm a sister, I'm a daughter
where roots grow deep
Oregon
I see that Chris's farm's been growing without me
Amanda's gone off to grad school
Greg and Michelle have two beautiful babies
while hipsters are invading the old neighborhood
and monkey trees we climbed
and alfalfa fields we roamed
are turned into housing developments
I lie awake at night and wonder, what am I doing here
sleeping in my parents' basement?
But I'm home
in the valley of the Cascades
the grasses, and Queen Anne's Lace
and the roadside fruit stands
Yes I'm home
where the air tastes like water
I'm a sister, I'm a daughter
where roots grow deep
Oregon
But I wake up to a dew grass morning
Mama's got a breakfast on the stove
I swear, I had a life back in Brooklyn
but I wonder if the old things
can hold beginnings, too
Yeah, I'm wandering and wallowing
back in dirty overalls
But I can't deny
how good
it feels
But I'm home
in the valley of the Cascades
the grasses, and Queen Anne's Lace
and the roadside fruit stands
Yes I'm home
where the air tastes like water
I'm a sister, I'm a daughter
where roots grow deep
where roots grow deep
where roots still grow
Oregon
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