High Uinta High-Cub Country

High Uinta High - Cub Country From the Salt Lake on the West side The sun burns red and The moon shines bright Lights the mountains that cut the sky I never left over roads so high I followed the fence for seven miles Across empty fields and endless skies The grass was greener on the other side And the river ran all through the night I gotta get back where I came from Past all the things that made me Made me feel numb Oh Lord please save my family And all the friends surrounding me Put them near the highest tree I will know that you saved me I gotta get back to the tree line The dusty road and shot up stop sign I'll miss the power lines Stretched out ahead Against the shadow of a mountain I needed an empty road And a lonely wind To bring me back again Now I've spent years in the sky line Where to much time Is no waste of time I'll miss the power lines above my head Against the shadow of a building I needed a busy road And the ocean wind To love this high road again