text: Im looking at a funeral wagon rolling down
  A two-lane highway winding past a desert town
  A big blue canvas painted by the Masters hand
  The shifting clouds above and endless miles of sand
  In that mirror maybe thats whats left of me
  Wheezing like a freight train hauling sixty tons of steel
  Air them outs the best release and get some rest
  Carrie dont wait up for me the brakemans going West
  In this room all alone
  I dream of you
  In this drawer I found someone
  I never knew
  Now I pop a top and stay up late with Gideon
  And fall asleep to visions of Meridian
  Ive seen dusty beaten delta boys cutting heads
  A black face carney showman scare a song to death
  In my short life Ive seen as much as most men need
  Now Im just looking for some cleaner air to breathe
  Now I pop a top and stay up late with Gideon
  And fall asleep to visions of Meridian
  Far away, far away
  So many years, so many days
  All along this broken land
  Ive seen a lovers empty arms
  And hungers empty hand