Atlanta - Ron Pope

You have watched the storm clouds roll

Past the lighthouse and the shore

Beyond the breakers they do go

Where they’ll end up I don’t know

And when this weather finally breaks

I wanna feel the sun upon my face

Although many things will change

That is one which stays the same

And all the tears I’ve cried

If I can make it there, I’ll see you on the other side

All I never learned

'Cause on the thousand miles from Atlanta

Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt

In this desert where I sleep

You wait for rain like it’s make believe

Where I’m from, the earth she bleeds

Dark red clay beneath my feet

And if I’m forced to travel on

And end up further from my home

To live forever here alone

Well I don’t think I’ll last this long

And all the tears I’ve cried

If I can make it there, I’ll see you on the other side

And all I never learned

'Cause on the thousand miles from Atlanta

Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt

Seems this road just does not end

And I am dead to all my friends

If I could compromise or bend

Perhaps I might be born again

And as I wait for shooting stars

On a night that’s painful dark

I fall asleep in moving cars

When I wake up I won’t care where we are

And all the tears I’ve cried

If I can make it there, I’ll see you on the other side

And all I never learned

'Cause on the thousand miles from Atlanta

Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt