One Prairie Outpost

Not been here since I was a boy
 The sky unwrapped, the world my toy
 A movie reel a million miles long
 On and on...
 Scene after scene passes by my life
 The window's a wound. The road is a knife
 The irony, ask me, 'where have you been?'
 I don't know, I don't know
 Because I don't know where to begin
 Too much to do, too much to see
 Pictures to take, people to meet
 When there's so much space in between
 It overwhelms me
 Scene after scene passes by my life
 The window's a wound. The road is a knife
 The irony, ask me, 'where have you been?'
 I don't know, I don't know
 Because I don't know where to begin
 Not been here since I was a boy
 Now heart full of fear and a mask of painted joy
 So much for these youthful eyes to see
 So much for peace and tranquility
 One Prairie Outpost, you are how I feel...
 Alone in a flatland 'tween the dream and the real
 The irony, ask me, 'where have you been?'
 I don't know, I don't know
 Because I don't know where to begin
 I don't know where to begin