Ron Pope Atlanta
You have watched the storm clouds roll
Past the lighthouse and the shore
Beyond the breakers they do go
Where they´ll end up I don´t know
And when this weather finally breaks
I wanna feel the sun upon my face
Although many things will change
That is one which stays the same
And all the tears I’ve cried
If I can make it there, I’ll see you on the other side
All I never learned
‘Cause I'm a thousand miles from Atlanta
Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt
In this desert where I sleep
You wait for rain like it´s make believe
Where I’m from, the earth she bleeds
Dark red clay beneath my feet
And if I’m forced to travel on
And end up further from my home
To live forever here alone
Well I don´t think I´ll last this long
And all the tears I’ve cried
If I can make it there, I’ll see you on the other side
And all I never learned
‘Cause I'm a thousand miles from Atlanta
Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt
Seems this road just does not end
And I am dead to all my friends
If I could compromise or bend
Perhaps I might be born again
And as I wait for shooting stars
On a night that´s painful dark
I fall asleep in moving cars
When I wake up I won´t care where we are
And all the tears I’ve cried
If I can make it there, I’ll see you on the other side
And all I never learned
‘Cause I'm a thousand miles from Atlanta
Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt
