Leander Hills

Headed West, out to the ocean
Sawdust winters and a moonlit sky
Surfed the beaches in the doldrums
Hung the teardrops out to dry

It's a cool haze rolling in
It's a live oak blowing in the wind
It rings out like a quiet man's poem
Leander hills keep calling me home

Spent the night in oily weather
Turned my back on souvenirs to send
Found that silence is the treasure
Take my hand and we're off again

It's a cool haze rolling in
It's a live oak blowing in the wind
It rings out like a quiet man's poem
Leander hills keep calling me home

Can you hear them against the skyline?
Rolling swiftly, chasing last time
If you follow the aching whispers of your heart
They won't let you down

Headed back over the Great Plains
Dust and iron and a cloudless sky
Daydreaming through the miles
Just one thing that will catch my eye

It's a cool haze rolling in
It's a live oak blowing in the wind
It rings out like a quiet man's poem
Leander hills keep calling me home
Leander hills keep calling me home