Open Ground - Neal Casal

To work like the devil for your pay

Was the old song that he used to sing

Before the waking hours

Rolled out across the open ground

Now I see him through the window

At a table drinking his coffee

And talking about the days

Before the time that we knew

Would not return to this old town

He’s waiting for somebody else to save his day

Or at least to see some light before it fades away

Yeah, yeah

To choose no companion

It fell right in line

With all the others she had known

Had laid by his side

Before the sleepless morning

Showed its face without a sound

Without a sound

Now where did the time go all these years

After the pictures had been burned

And the names have all been cleared

From all that she remembers it adds up in time

To not a thing, no not a thing

She’s waiting for somebody else to save her day

Or at least to see his face before he goes away

Before he goes away

Before he goes away

Before he goes away

She just wants to see his face before he goes away

Before he goes away

Before he goes away

Oh, before he goes away

Before he goes away

Before he goes away