Middle Of Nowhere

I’m coming back home for the Winter
And the border patrol said I should stick there for a while
It’s got my mind in a flood, and the light gets dimmer
As the world gets coldSo now I’m back in my room but it looks different
My sisters painted the walls & nothing’s in it anymore
But this is the place I found my spirit
So I know I’m homeI came to this world as the child of a dream giver
Trying to work it all out on my way to the Moon
When time runs me around, give my word to the grave diggers
I’m just passing throughSometimes I wish that lived in the middle of nowhere
With a couple of dogs and a ranch on a farm
I don’t even like farming or early mornings
It just sounds calmAnd I’d marry that girl I met in Texas
Then my grandma could hang around for the wedding
Now it’s starting to sound like a better ending
And that hits hardI came to this world as the child of a dream giver
Trying to work it all out on my way to the Moon
When time runs me around, give my word to the grave diggers
I’m just passing throughThere’s a million tangents I been twisting
They always lead to regret laced reminiscence in the end
Sometimes my mind feels like a prison
It just needs some SunSo I’ll walk till the city meets the country
Till I’m the only one left in the world
Then I’ll write a few songs that go nowhere
Like this oneI came to this world as the child of a dream giver
Trying to work it all out on my way to the Moon
When time runs me around, give my word to the grave digger
I’m just passing through