The Breaking of the Dawn - Fernando Ortega

There’s a slow train

Pulling through the desert

The colored cars pass quietly from sight

Between the highway and the long horizon

Precious dreams wind away with the light

My brother’s and my sisters' faces linger

The hours of our childhood, grave and gold

Driving through these solitary places

Memories of their gentile kinship

Touch my soul

The hawk wheels away as we pass here

The clouds billow up and fly on

Down the road some hard turns

Are going to shake us

Ride with us

Through the breaking of the dawn

Worry for my loving mother

The dimming years

The trials she has known

Her heart so kind and so weary

Keep her safe one more night

'til I get home

How I long to be right there beside her

And bring everything back to before

We’ll arrive with the first light of morning

Keep her safe, let me hold her once more

The sage and Joshua tree remind me

Of the miles to go

The journey that we’re on

In the still, sweet air of the desert

We will ride

Through the breaking of the dawn