Forgotten Way

The cowboys, the indians, the edge of the coin

The places we've been to, the places we're going

High noon, sunset, the end of each day

The shade of tomorrow, the forgotten way

I beg to remember the way that things were

History reminds me the future aint sure

I watch from a high place where memories fade

Too much to remember, the forgotten way

Lost and abandoned the fruit of the earth

Questions unanswered, a vision obscured

The way that things once were, the reason men pray

A hope and a feeling, the forgotten way

Lost and abandoned the fruit of the earth

Questions unanswered, a vision obscured

The way that things once were, the reason men pray

A hope and a feeling, the forgotten way

A hope and a feeling, the forgotten way