I Walk The Line

Always walking the line of yesterday Cruisin’ those red dirt roads Seeing old worn out barns where Precious animals were once in their folds Windmills keep whirlin’ long as they can Though sometimes it seems unfair That parts and pieces have fallen off For no one seems to care I walk the line of tomorrow as well The future looks bright it seems New families move to the country Fulfilling those red dirt dreams Hundreds and hundreds of years gone by Leaving behind a different time A mixture of yesterday and tomorrow Keeps me forever walking that line!