CANYON WALLS

Every song's a stone
Thrown off the back as the truck keeps going
Marks my way back to yesterday, Lord
But who's going there?
Maybe 'fore I die
I'm gonna make my way up high
And see the patterns of the stones
That mark the long and winding curves
The long and winding curves

Every song flows past
Like a river through the canyon pass
Carves its love in the stones above, Lord
And whispers on along
As time has flowed away
I can hear the chords she plays
And let the song of the river still echo high
That there's truth in the canyon walls
Truth in the canyon walls