Cicadas

Red tails high upon the jet stream
On a July afternoon
I could watch them drift forever
Disappear into the blue
And I wish that you were with me
On the back porch glider listening
To the radio from inside
I can almost hear you whistling
And I wish that I could tell you
Mama, I been doing fine
But I worry over everything
And I miss you all the time

Now early in the evening
Cicadas start singing
It's easier out here, my love
Up above the tall oaks
Down below the soil
Oh my darling, you are enough

Am I all the things I do?
Am I all the things I am?
I been working like it just might be
The measure of a man
But I would tear down all these timbers
Rip away these walls and windows
Just to lay down in the red dirt
Feel it running through my fingers
I would roll away the stone
Or walk across the great divide
For a single afternoon
Sitting by your side

Now early in the evening
Cicadas start singing
It's easier out here, my love
Up above the tall oaks
Down below the soil
Oh my darling, you are enough

You came to me last night
In a dream I've had before
You wrapped your arms around me
And you never spoke a word
But all the mountains crumbled
And they fell into the sea
Every wrong was made right
I woke tangled in the sheets

Now early in the evening
Cicadas start singing
It's easier out here, my love
Up above the tall oaks
Down below the soil
Oh my darling, you are enough