The Way It Goes

I'm dreaming of the desert
Where my family made their home
And the place I put behind me that was made of blood & bone
Now I'm the daughter of a widow with her daddy's crooked nose

It aint an inquisition
It's just the way it goes

Once you loved a singer
She was beautiful like art
With a face and mouth and eyes all full of California stars
She would pick her clementine's from trees out in the yard
Then she'd make you jam and honeyed ham and strum of her guitar

It's the ticking of a kitchen clock
That brings a new day through
To the screaming of a teapot that isn't made for two
It's the knowledge that your loneliness is something that you chose
Well it ain't divine ambition
It's just the way it goes

I'm dreaming of the desert
How the wind does move the sand
And the ground is always shifting
And the days don't ever end
How you feel the death of one thing as another one begins
It's just the way it goes, nobody loses, no one wins

It's the photo frames of babies, now adults who go to work
It's the fellow that I loved before I knew how it could hurt
It's my grandpa on his birthday in that 90 candle glow
It ain't a game of fault
It's just the way it goes
It ain't a game of fault
It's just the way it goes