Lyrics

I dreamed that Idaho was on the coast But I couldn't find the state to take its place We stayed up all night Listening to your grandpa's 78s The lights begin to glow And shadow all the lines In your face Cast off Your belongings Let the rain fall On the awnings And age each day A hundred years 'til you've grown As old as the sea At night a sleepy Thousand years Old as the rocks and the trees Old as the rocks and the trees I've never been so far as Idaho But I hope to make it there One stormy day And hear a cowboy song To keep me In this empty state of grace The lights will start to glow And shadow all the lines In my face Cast off Your belongings Let the rain fall On the awnings And age each day A hundred years 'til you've grown As old as me At night a sleepy Thousand years Old as the rocks and the trees Old as the rocks and the trees