Where I come from, there are no lights when the sun goes downnLight up a fire and watch the embers fall to the groundnWhere I once lived all the crossroads intersectnEverybody waits their turn, they've all got kids to protectnnA glass of water, a smoke free roomnUp early at morning, at your door at noonnA pen and paper, a first editionnFour dollars a day, I hope they call me on a missionnnYou never loved me, I found that out a lonenYou could have told me, could have saved me from going homenBut home is gone now, it's a valley with no sunnThe mountains shadow everything and everyonennA glass of water, a smoke free roomnUp early at morning, at your door at noonnA pen and paper, a first editionnFour dollars a day, I hope they call me on a missionnnA glass of water, a smoke free roomnUp early at morning, at your door at noonnA pen and paper, a first editionnFour dollars a day, I hope they call me on a mission