I was raised in a canyon
By the country music station
In a richland deserrt dust bowl
And the radio towers would scrape the low clouds
And sway when the wind would blow
The music in the kitchen
Seemed to come from out of nowhere
But me, I'd want to know
I'd look up every morning
And lay there every night
Wondrin' where the songs would go
Wondrin' where the songs would go

Out behind the wreckin' yard
The Rock Island Station
Rumbled with the trains rollin' in
And the stockyards would rattle
With the thunder of the cattle
And they would rumble away again
Like a big iron rhino chargin' down the track
I'd watch em disappear and then
The brakemen and the hobos
Would leave me there at sundown
Wondering where it all would end
Wondering where it all would end

That place you keep inside your heart
Where only you can go
Is like a shelter from this world
That only you can know
Only you can know

Down through the canyon
Rolled a winding river
A cross between a trickle and a stream
I floated wooden boats in the long afternoons
Till night, an eternity it seemed
I dreamed I saw the angels coming for my brother
And I begged them not to go
I'd wake up in the moonlight
With the tears still in my eyes
Wondering where the dreams did go
Wondering where the dreams did go

I left behind that canyon
By the country music station
Called K -something -so - and- so
And the radio towers still scrape the low clouds
And sway when the winds do blow
I traded all my wishes for a cloud of blowin' sand
In a rich land desert dust bowl
Holed up in a hotel with a suitcase full of dreams
Hangin' on to save my soul
Hangin' on to save my soul

That place you keep inside your heart
That only you can go
Is like a shelter from this world
That only you can know
Only you can know