My Kansas

And we begin, we begin again
In the hot summer rain at the end of May
I'm here, it's home, there's no one to love
Joey's in Redhook, my heart is in Santa Fe

And there is nothing, nothing more I could say
To change what was us
And it don't matter, it don't matter anyway
I'm going back to my Kansas

And I'm speaking some truth to someone somewhere
They hold onto every word but for a moment
But these words stand here like me, as a ruin
Waiting for time to blow them into a monument

And this is not some kind of dialogue
No there's nothing more for us to discuss
It don't matter how you remember me
I'm going back to my Kansas

Oh pin striped pirate, show me the way to go
I'm not ready to call any place home
And Rosemary, you hold onto hope now
This is the best love I've ever known

Now you, your ghosts will follow me home tonight
They'll return in the morning light.
They'll ask me if I want to go down your street,
I say no, its alright, I've got places to be

And there is nothing, nothing more I have to say
I'm getting that grey hound bus
I'll let you know if I'm heading back this way
I'm going back to my Kansas