The Traveler's Tune

Down in Manhattan, the gavel fell hard A king in a courthouse, playin' his last card Thirty-four counts read out in the room Sealing a chapter, sealing a doom A hush on the city, a nation divides On what truth is worth and what history hides Another grand story of power and pride Nowhere to run to, and nowhere to hide. Oh, the headlines they turn like a page in a book But the story's the same if you take a long look

Of the powerful fallin' and the wild wind's call The traveler sings it, he's seen through it all Yeah, the traveler sings, he has seen it all. The sky over Texas turned angry and gray The wind sang a siren and stole homes away From Ozark green mountains to Oklahoma's red clay Folks sift through the pieces at the end of the day They're patching the rooftops and mending the fence A storm's just a storm, it ain't got no sense Just nature remindin' with violence and grace

How fragile our footing is in this old place. Oh, the headlines they turn like a page in a book But the story's the same if you take a long look Of the powerful fallin' and the wild wind's call The traveler sings it, he's seen through it all Yeah, the traveler sings, he has seen it all. And the man in the White House, he draws a new line On a map by the river, says 'This side is mine' While the Fed talks of money, and the price of your bread Leaves you countin' your worries alone in your bed

From the court to the border, the storm to the store It's the same human struggle you've seen played before. Oh, the headlines they turn like a page in a book But the story's the same if you take a long look Of the powerful fallin' and the wild wind's call The traveler sings it, he's seen through it all Yeah, the traveler sings, and he's seen it all.