Well I watched as familiar ground drifted away And eighteen eternities ran like the rain And I cried out the window that took them away I've Never been strong about change Well my friends tied their laces And they shouldered their bags on the long list of options That they've never had Cause long family winters with each winters past Is a wall in the foundation Stone And that's where I still find them and I only sing about home So I can't turn back if I'm still growing So don't keep on talking to keep me from talking I'm looking for a path in the weeds So now it's all airports and big white vans And home for a few days and back out again And when I feel broken For someplace to stand It's a long list of crossroads or relive again And that's where I still find them and I only sing about home So I can't turn back if I'm still growing So don't keep on talking to keep me from talking I'm looking for a path In The weeds I had a breakdown in Calgary and couple weeks earlier in Los Angeles What were you doing when I was on my knees I don't know but I think I believe you were carefully watching to help me see That I can't turn Back if you're here beside me So I won't keep on talking to keep you from talking I'm looking for a path in the weeds You are my path in the weeds