Is it when the reservoir dries out
And the birds stop flying south
How we gonna know it's time to flee?
If we wait for a rainy day When the
opening sky just seems to say stay
We'll never leave
Standing on the fault line
Waiting for the ground to crack
Just put one foot in front of the other
Don't look back Half our friends are moving out of town
They wanna own their own piece of ground
Follow the riverbed for miles
You only need a map when you're a stranger in the land
But I know this place like the back of my hand
Wise old tree sends her roots down deep Drinking
up water for her soul to keep on standing
The crust of the earth untouched by life
for centuries The highway signs were fading
Doubling down in the dusty soil Where the
colonies of life unspoiled go only then
Cottonwood piles been petrified Everything
buried in the landslide and it made
it Oh what a sweet discovery
And a wise old woman you might be tomorrow
Standing on the fault line Waiting for the ground to crack
Just put one foot in front of the other Don't look back