Lyrics

the paint chips off the rafters every time he slams the door
she don’t mind the waitin, ’much as who she’s waitin for
but one month on the hustle, another on the grind
they don’t need to get ahead, just a little less behind

and she dreams of colorado
and she’s holdin up her hand
yeah she’s prayin for an answer
but it don’t land, it don’t land
ain’t salvation a river flowin, it’s a mountain road, it’s a winding plan

18 ton of gravel, 20 ton of clay
the pits ain’t ever been a place for savin up your pay
but squirrelin 25 a shift, a couple months he’d have a grand
the plan always works perfect ’til that bottle’s in his hand

and he dreams of colorado
and he’s holdin up his hand
yeah he’s prayin for an answer
but it don’t land, it don’t land

we all look on the horizon, miss these moments on the ground
let’m shine, let’m shine, let’m shine
seems to stand to reason sometimes we don’t know when we’re found
let’m shine, let’m shine, let’m shine
another night, another meal, nothin much to say
let’m shine, let’m shine, let’m shine
they’ve been to see the doctor, there’s a baby on the way
let’m shine, let’m shine, let’m shine

well they somehow hold that house together, find a way to keep on earnin
the bills they keep on comin, the wheel it keeps on turnin
sometimes they find happiness, others they are sad
but that freckled little girl’s the dream they never thought they had

yeah we dream of colorado
and we’re holdin up our hands
yeah we’re prayin for an answer
but it don’t land, it don’t land
ain’t salvation a river flowin, it’s a mountain road, it’s a winding plan