Lyrics

Far away from the cities
In remote farming towns
There for generations
They've always been around
On dirt roads and back streets
Paint peeling from the doors
Rusted iron roofing
And creaking wooden floors
Just dreaming for survival
That ain't no dream at all
It's a constant reminder
When the rain starts to fall
He's packing up his suitcase
In the morning he will go
To unknown destinations
Where the cold winds don't blow
Now the mountains there behind us
They seem to bring the rain
And the long cold grey wet winters
Always bring some pain
It's not enough just for living
Like it's always been done
A young man sets for leaving
To see what can become