There's a Pathway
From my door
Runs on down to the river
Down to the shore
You can hear
The water flow
As you stand in the doorway
Of my home
This time of year
The water is high
Sometimes in the morning
The grass ain't dry
Tide is rising
More every day
Soon
We will have to move away
When the rain comes falling down
Like the sky is emptying every cloud
We will have to be on our way
As the fields become one with the sea
When the rain comes falling down
Like the sky is emptying every cloud
We will have to be on our way
As the fields become one with the sea
I Looked out this morning
The path had gone
Just bright shiny water
Lapping in the sun
Took my family
Up to the hills
Where we'll wait
Thru the the winter's chill
When the snow comes falling down
And the frost forms freezing the ground
We stay inside, keeping warm by the fire
And weather the storm
Spring is here
Sun's shining down
Melting the last of the snow
From the ground
Brings more problems with the thaw
Washing our crops
Into the river below
Summer's around the corner
And it starts the cycle once again
As I walk down the path, on the scorched, dry earth
I pray to the heavens for rain
Down the pathway
From my door
You can't hear nothin'
For the water don't flow
Drought hit hard
I fear
It will always be the same
This time of year