From the recording Sometimes I Wake Up Naked
About The Song
One of many 'road songs' I have composed; so called because they were started while I was driving across country on extended vacations. The Ballad Of Billy Winter, also on this album is another road song.
JIM LESSES (vocals & guitar); JOHN MUNRO (lead guitar, mandolin); DON HOLDERNESSE (bass guitar); HUGH GORDON (violin); JANE BARR & TRISH SMYLIE (harmonies).
The Crying Ground
© 1999, Jim Lesses. All Rights Reserved.
I hit the highway running, from the girl I left behind,
She could have seen it coming, but I guess she’s not that kind.
There’s nothing left between us, but this highway out of town,
And a thousand other back roads, leading to the crying ground.
I should have told her something, as I walked out of the door,
But anything I had to say, had all been said before.
I closed the door behind me, and I did not make a sound,
I just headed down the highway, leading to the crying ground.
And I’m cry-y-ing, for the dreams I left behind,
Cry-y-ing, for the shadows in my mind,
Shadows I don’t understand that cause my head to pound,
And they chase me down the highway leading to The Crying Ground.
A thousand words lie on my lips, but still I can not find,
A way to say ‘I love you’, without crossing over lines.
I don’t know where I’m coming from, and I don’t know where I’m bound,
I’m just heading down the highway, leading to the crying ground.
And there are faces I remember,
that have called me to their side.
But how can I embrace them,
when I only run and hide?
The highway goes forever, it feels good to be alive,
Tyres go on singing underneath the overdrive.
I turn my radio up loud, and I cover up the sound,
Of me heading down the highway, leading to the crying ground.
I hit the highway running, from the girl I left behind...