Текст песни Shenandoah - Home Is Where

No vigils, only birthday candles
Burn for you, shenandoah
The sun's been setting earlier lately
Billboards warn of a hell more real
Than God
Oh God!

I only want to sing of you
Shenandoah

You tear your insides out
Grass grew through & around
The building equipment abandoned with the house
Now the birds only come down
To the ground from the sky & the power lines
For the dead dragged by the wayside

I only want to sing of you
Shenandoah