Cowboy Junkies
at the end of the rainbow
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Again at the end of the rainbow.
Again no gold to be found.
Just this cold unmade bed,
the last three words you said
and this buzzing along the telephone line.
Paris? Well, there's fog on the Seine
and Amsterdam still courses through my veins.
All these dark gray facades
wouldn't be so bad
if I could just taste your breath once again.
Honey, I saw your daddy
lying by the roadside
his feet sticking out of a sack.
Honey, they'll be calling
to tell you that your daddy
never will be coming back.
Again at the end of the rainbow.
Again no words to be found.
Just this voice, sad and alone,
me, wishing I was home
and this silence along the telephone line.
- Album:
- Notes Falling Slow
- Kennedy Suite
- Wilderness
- One Soul Now
- In The Time Before Llamas
- Open
- Rarities, B-Sides And Slow, Sad Waltzes
- The Trinity Sessions
- Black-Eyed Man
- Lay It Down
- Miles from Our Home
- Miscellaneous
- Pale Sun, Crescent Moon
- The Caution Horses
- The Trinity Session
- Whites off Earth Now!!
- At the End of Paths Taken
- Early 21st Century Blues
- Renmin Park
- Demons