When We Arrive - Cowboy Junkies

Welcome

To the age of dissolution

To the days of death and anger

Old ideas becoming stronger

Welcome

Welcome to the days of wine and roses

To the time of lost pursuits

New ideas are taking root

Welcome

Welcome

Everything unsure

Everything unstable

Above all else

Keep your actions faithful

But above all else

Keep your actions faithful

But what if they cast us seaward

To find new land

What if we lose each other

Will we be holding hands

When we arrive

What if they cast us seaward

In search of land

We may lose each other

But let’s be holding hands

When we arrive

Welcome

To the world of self delusion

Where the pain stays sealed inside

Fearing what might lie inside

Welcome

To the days of death and anger

Old ideas becoming stronger

To the age of lost pursuits

New ideas taking root

To this place unsure, unstable

You must keep your actions fateful

To search for common ground

Where our love will be found

Welcome

Welcome

And let’s be holding hands

When we arrive