Red River

This is what life feels like on the groundI had a brother who was stationed up in Northern Hill CountryYou know he never really came homeWe drove out east to Red River to see the high waters flowThat river was running just searching for an ocean the freedom we�d never knownThat feeling you get when the wind is blowing like you�re whole life is starting overWe made our peace there, with the no-man�s land where we come fromI�ve been searching for the waves to carry us homeTo the ocean we all came from, where we�ll all be returnedI�ve been searching for the waves to carry us homeTo the ocean we all came from, where we�ll all be dissolved into oneLike a crippled animal running on broken legs that nightHis voice was splintering, rising, and falling to a fate of �I�ll never get out�From Spokane all the way across Montana, then out to the Blood ReserveA black Levis jacket knocking them beers back on the bank of that riverUnderneath September skies inside the U.S. borderHe made his peace there � just after his boots filled up with waterI�ve been searching for the waves to carry us homeTo the ocean we all came from, where we�ll all be returnedI�ve been searching for the waves to carry us homeTo the ocean we all came from, where we�ll all be dissolved into oneThe waves will wash away the misguided visionOf glory in a battlefield of a thousand corpsesI�ve been searching for the waves to carry us homeTo the ocean we all came from, where we�ll all be dissolvedOut of many we are one