East of Nashville in mt juliett, Tennessee I can tell you some of what I seen Though cracked and broken it may seem Just crystals turned emerald sea glass surrounding me Though it's hard to say the where and when How far I gone Or how…

She keeps the stars from heading home Just like a running grave And at night when I'm alone I wonder where I'm supposed to be 'Cause if the worlds a clock Then she's the lock That keeps it still every time she talks She sees the space beneath…