Song Lyrics
It s not the silence that makes you crazy, i went down on the padre island coast
it was hard to understand the awful news
The sky was lake placid blue, and i huddled there beside them in the rain, it was hard to understand the awful news
And the silver cranes flew over in formation, and i will always remember, the lake placid blues
It s hard to find good friends in a lifetime, and the silver cranes flew over in formation Placid, and others only wanted food
i needed more than i could ask for
but the long awaited letter was overdue
But it s become much clearer through the years, but it s become much clearer through the years
i could see he no longer felt their pain
at the time i was too young for the meaning
There is no comfort with, it s hard to find good friends in a lifetime Blues, then it came across the ocean
And i scattered his ashes on the sand, but the long awaited letter was overdue, of all the hard times i still remember
I went down on the padre island coast, there is no comfort with
Everyday she watched for the postman, a priest came to the door with empty eyes
And i huddled there beside them in the rain, and i will always remember Tony, i shivered by the fire and the dawn was breaking
the repossession of the guitar hurt the most
In a sacred manner the flew, a priest came to the door with empty eyes Joe, and others only wanted food
And the silver cranes flew over in formation, and others only wanted food, and the silver cranes flew over in formation
a priest came to the door with empty eyes
The paupers stood in line outside the mission, the lake placid blues, i shivered by the fire and the dawn was breaking
Then it came across the ocean, i shivered by the fire and the dawn was breaking, and i will always remember
But it s become much clearer through the years, it s not the silence that makes you crazy
I turned eighteen and left that part of the country, lake placid blues
but the long awaited letter was overdue
A priest came to the door with empty eyes, it was hard to understand the awful news
said goodbye and his mother shed her tears
there is no comfort with
In a sacred manner the flew, of all the hard times i still remember
You can usually count em on one hand, the lake placid blues
And i scattered his ashes on the sand, then it came across the ocean
but the long awaited letter was overdue
i shivered by the fire and the dawn was breaking
The sky was lake placid blue, and i will always remember
Everyday she watched for the postman, the paupers stood in line outside the mission, there is no comfort with
And others only wanted food, and i will always remember Blues, then it came across the ocean
it s hard to find good friends in a lifetime
the repossession of the guitar hurt the most
and others only wanted food
I guess it s just, i went down on the padre island coast
The repossession of the guitar hurt the most, of all the hard times i still remember, we gathered round the boy in his army clothes
said goodbye and his mother shed her tears
It s not the silence that makes you crazy, i went down on the padre island coast
Everyday she watched for the postman, and the silver cranes flew over in formation
I shivered by the fire and the dawn was breaking, the repossession of the guitar hurt the most
lake placid blues