See the sunrise over her skin
Don’t change it
See the sunrise over her skin
Dawn changes everything
And the delta sun burns bright and violet
Mississippi and the cotton wool heat
Sixty-six the highway that speaks
Of deserts dry
Of cold grey valleys
Of golden sunny heights
Of bright shining cities
In this heartland
In this heartland
In this heartland
Heaven knows this is a heartland
See the sunrise over her skin
She feels like water on my hand
Freeway like a river cuts through this land
Into the side of love
Like a burning spear
And the poison rain
Brings a flood of fear
Through the ghost-ranch hills
Death valley waters
In the towers of steel
Belief goes on and on
In this heartland
In this heartland
In this heartland
Heaven knows this is a heartland
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