Prairie Sarah,
don't you cry Mother Nature's coming
Long forgotten lullaby Beautiful and haunting
Red-tailed hawk,
circles in the sky Swear I had a dream like this
Weather vane turns,
change on the wind Feel it at my fingertips
Heav'n or high I'll come out golden
Like the storm was chosen
And all my breakin's breakin' open
This must be a good,
good old man
Barefoot on this barren ground Bless this rite of passage
Mmmmm
Do not fear the forest fire
Treasures in the ashes Mmmmm
And I'm dancin' over
ashes Heav'n or high I'll come out golden
Like the storm
was chosen And all my breakin's breakin' open
This must be a good, good old man
Fairy Sarah, don't you cry Revel in the wreckage
Sing through smoke,
see through tears Everything's a message
Heav'n or high I'll come out golden
Like the storm was chosen And all my
breakin's breakin' open
This must be a good,
good old man
Barefoot on this barren ground Bless this rite of passage
Do not fear the
forest fire Treasures in the ashes
And all my breakin's breakin' open
This must be a good, good old man