Think of all the damage done

All them beautiful wars that you've won

And all those western suns

That you've worked your whole life through

Remember all the smiles you see

Never give in to the big machine

And run out of gasoline

The first night you take her out.

You'll be seeing me again young man

Once you travel through this cold harsh land

You smile all you can

For the life he's giving you.

But I hope this letter finds you

When you're fightin' this old world on your own

I'll be flying by sunrise

On a cloud that's finally bringing me back home

Just know when you finally make it

His blood lines are proud of you

To its bones

To its bones.

I remember when I was young

With no need for hats being hung

We'd howl at the moon till dawn

Just to work all day tomorrow

There is one thing that I've learned

We all grown tired and yearn

For the days that our hearts burn

Our passion and no sorrow.

So find the time to breathe

Take nothing seriously

Know your blood line blames

For a hope that's billed to follow.

But I hope this letter finds you

When you're fightin' this old world on your own

I'll be flying by sunrise

On a cloud that's finally bringing me back home

Just know when you finally make it

His blood lines are proud of you

To its bones

To its bones.

And this letter will be sitting here

So you know I'm always near

Gotta leave now boy

Hear the hymns mighty clear.