50 Miles to Richmond

And it's 50 miles to Richmond,
A rain cloud overhead
And I'm riding with the memory of the dead
I get closer there myself with each passing day
I'd better learn to slow down before it's too late
Sometimes darkness is the brightest light you ever see
And your solitude is your only company
Sometimes silence is the loudest soundyou ever hear
And a day can seem to draw out like a year
Oh and I see the sun come breaking through the clouds
And the past is like a face disappearing in a crowd
These last 50 miles, the time life reconciles
Just day like any other,
People come and people go
A baby cries, and old man dies, and rivers flow
And I'll take my life for granted, take my whole life in my hands
I should try to change my ways while I still can
Oh and I see the sun come breaking through the clouds
And the past is like a face disappearing in a crowd
These last 50 miles, the time life reconciles
I keep my hands on the wheel
And my eyes on the road
I feel my heart beat in my chest, it beats in time
With the fire down below
How much further can we go?
It's 50 miles to Richmond,
A rain cloud overhead
And I'm riding with the memory of the dead.
Ride, ride, ride.
Ride, ride, ride.