Are you dreaming of the West? Where the new sun welcomes death Have you waited far too long To hear the call, that will take you home If you are traveling to the North Take this letter for my one true love Tell her, life to me was fair And now I lay in fields the color of her hair And when the rain begins to fall When the rain comes And the waters swallow all When the hard rain… when it starts to fall When the rivers take your body And your heart sinks, deep down below…