One Prairie Outpost

Not been here since I was a boy

The sky unwrapped, the world my toy

A movie reel a million miles long

On and on...

Scene after scene passes by my life

The window's a wound. The road is a knife

The irony, ask me, 'where have you been?'

I don't know, I don't know

Because I don't know where to begin

Too much to do, too much to see

Pictures to take, people to meet

When there's so much space in between

It overwhelms me

Scene after scene passes by my life

The window's a wound. The road is a knife

The irony, ask me, 'where have you been?'

I don't know, I don't know

Because I don't know where to begin

Not been here since I was a boy

Now heart full of fear and a mask of painted joy

So much for these youthful eyes to see

So much for peace and tranquility

One Prairie Outpost, you are how I feel...

Alone in a flatland 'tween the dream and the real

The irony, ask me, 'where have you been?'

I don't know, I don't know

Because I don't know where to begin

I don't know where to begin