To Love Is To Bury Songtext / Lyric

I buried him down by the river

'cause that's where he liked to be

And every night when the moon is high

I go there and weep openly



He and I were married

By this river 'neath this willow tree

And with God and friends witnessing it

He pledged his life to me



To me he was earth

And I rooted in his soil

I to he was sky vast and free

Of the burdens from which he toiled



Then one night a terrible fight

Words spoken better left unsaid

With his wedding vows ringing in my ears

He gave his life to me






They say to love is to bury

Those demons from which we all hide

But tonight by this river 'neath this willow tree

Becoming one of earth and sky



200 more miles



Atlanta's a distant memory

Montgomery a recent birth

And tulsa burns on the desert floor

Like a signal fire



I got willie on the radio

A dozen things on my mind

And number one is fleshing out

These dreams of mine



I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line

Before I sleep

But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms

To fall into tonight



In nashville there is a lighter

In a case for all to see

It speaks of dreams and heartaches

Left unsung



And in the corner stands a guitar and

Lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand

I don't travel past, travel hard before

And I'm beginning to understand



That I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line

Before I sleep

But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms

To fall into tonight



They say that I am crazy

My life wasting on this road

That time will find my dreams

Scared or dead and cold



But I heard there is a light

Drawing me to reach an end

And when I reach there, I'll turn back

And you and I can begin again



I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line

Before I sleep

But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms

To fall into tonight



I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line

Before I sleep

But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows

For one hour of this night



Atlanta's a distant memory

Montgomery a recent birth

And tulsa burns on the desert floor

Like a signal fire