I dream with my eyes open
I see with my eyes closed
I watch through many windows
Heaven only knows

Some words can't be spoken
Some things can't be explained
Out when it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain

Black crow he's the joker
Red rail hawk's the king
Diamondback he's the tax man
He don't miss a thing

Out where there's no forgiveness
Out where's there's no blame
Out where it's gets lonesome
In the early summer rain

There's wind down in these ditches
There's red dust on the rye
But there's storm up on the ridges
There's a silver tear in my eyes

All I know is you my friend
Will not see my pain
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain

There's a red flying horse by the roadside
Spreading his wings again
Me and him are gonna take a little ride
Hope we catch a good tail wind

Take me to the purple mountain
Where nobody knows my name
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain

There's wind down in these ditches
There's red dust on the rye
But there's storm up on the ridges
There's a silver tear in my eyes

All I know is you my friend
Will not see my pain
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain

All I know is you my friend
Will not see my pain
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain

Writer : KEVIN WELCH
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