Текст песни Morning Dove - Greg Keelor

There are moments out of time
Beyond the mountains
Before the wind
That's where you begin

What I know, it comes and goes
Like the summer sun
And the winter snow
Like a man with nothing to prove
Like the song of a morning dove

I'll let the wind
Choose my direction
Down the back roads through the ghost towns
There'll be no looking back
Your eyes are my map
No looking back