drove out east then i went the other way, there aint no way out of this passion play
late last summer was so hot and dry, had an ex lover nearly take my life
hit my head on the pavement, everything went black now i dont remember aint no going back
come along december got a call from new york, my brother's sick and falling, needs me to bring him back
doctor's rounds at midnight in the iseeyou, took until the new year to know he would pull through
home a coupla weeks it's my daughter in berlin: "mama, fly over and help me for the trouble i'm in"
lonely surgeon's theatre in a language she dont even speak, me i cant fly, wont have my passport this week
now it's coming on for spring, voice of the turtle is heard, im a changed person since my daughter's been hurt
call from the wilderness, gulf of mexico: my sister's husband took his life, seems he had nowhere left to go
she took him everywhere for treatment but they said he couldn't pay, tried to get him some relief, take his pain away
on a wednesday afternoon just him and a thirty-eight, put a bullet in the place where his promise lay in wait
now it's late summer again, months have gone since then, seen a lotta loved ones with the look of change about them
seems we're all in this together and some hell to pay, bound by bonds of loving come what may
so, sorrow's been my mother, and been my father too, taken me from girl to woman just like i asked em to,
still im keeping for me the love-notes, and flowers i've pressed in books about forgiving here in the wilderness
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