The empty walls in the hotel halls know the truth
There's a life hanging in the balance in my room
Just an off-the-record phone call and no proof, no peace of mind
The one thing I need most I want the least
And it waits for me eighteen hundred miles northeast
Still I put my things in order and choose to leave this life behind
Staring back I can see my past from a silver eagle's wing
Through the light the full moon brings to the autumn sky
I found God on the horizon outside a small West Texas town
The earth was reaching for the heavens as the sun was going down
There came a point where it was obvious that there was no turning back
I still remember the color of the sky just before it turned to black
There comes a time when the salt and brine take a toll
And you can't find better options than losing hope
So I turn from finding answers to letting go, and moving on
I'm so tired of falling victim to the game
Where the answer to every question is still the same
And the problems are all solved by assigning blame and stepping back
But all the faces on the ground from an airplane look the same
You can't see joy, you can't see pain, just reflected light
I found God on the horizon outside a small West Texas town
The earth was reaching for the heavens as the sun was going down
There came a point where it was obvious that there was no turning back
I still remember the color of the sky just before it turned to black
And if in time I look back to find that I've lost what I want to be
Well, in the end it's still up to me to choose my path
I found God on the horizon outside a small West Texas town
The earth was reaching for the heavens as the sun was going down
There came a point where it was obvious that there was no turning back
I still remember the color of the sky

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