Through all these years of chasing an idea called home
Pushing harder just to keep apace
With no desire to end a scattering of bones
Forgotten or remembered in disgrace
And I can't stop envisioning your face
There's a flash of golden skin in an amazement of light
And a trace of tracks along a dried out well
There's a blur on the horizon
If I gaze just right
Where both the sand and sky run parallel
I just might catch a glimpse of a gazelle
I hear a growing force behind me, men in hot pursuit
Gaining ground and counting down the days
And the years have slowed me some and threatened to uproot
What chance I've got of finding my own place
And I can't stop envisioning your face
There's a flash of golden skin in an amazement of light
And a trace of tracks along a dried out well
There's a blur on the horizon
If I gaze just right
Where both the sand and sky run parallel
I just might catch a glimpse of a gazelle
Solo
There's a flash of golden skin in quiet candlelight
And the scent of water rising in a well
There's a glow on the horizon
If I live life right
Someday when universes parallel
I just might catch a glimpse of a gazelle
Shotgun Johnson & the Mississippi Seven Lyrics Index
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