Sparks

Well, there he sits huddled by his fire
 Dreaming his dreams that he's dreamed before
 Just watching those sparks drifting up to heaven
 And watching his hopes drift away like smoke
 Just look at those sparks drifting up to heaven
 Seeking a place among the stars
 Do you think sparks dream of being stars
 And if they do, do they know they're fools
 He drifted to town some years ago with the first fall snow
 He spoke of the circuit and all the bulls that he'd rode
 But the bulls had outdone him and all he'd wound up with
 Were broke bones and handfuls of dirt
 And if you'd had his dreams you'd know how that must have hurt
 So just let him be a broke down old cowboy
 Just let him dream his worn out old dreams
 He's tall in his tales where he was quicker than most
 And if you had know him then you'd know he's not one to boast
 Just look how he walks when he sees a lady
 Straightens right up, tips a hat to those near
 And look at the kids. ten steps behind him
 Whispering things they think he can't hear
 But if you could see his eyes you'd know he damned well hears
 So just let him be a broke down old cowboy
 Just let him dream his worn out old dreams
 He's long in the tooth; he's bent frail and fragile
 But if you had know him then you'd know he might speak the truth
 We've all have our dreams that we carry around
 Some dreams go with us right into the ground
 Sparks turns to ashes; cowboys meet their matches
 And the quickest they don't always win
 But dreaming's your first step and one steps where journeys begin
 So just let us be broke down old cowboys
 Just let us dream our worn out old dreams
 We're tall in our tales where we were so damned much quicker than most
 And if you had know us then you'd know we're not the type of people who boast