Idaho

Down in the bardo There was nothing to hold so we let it go We were empty, we were hollow Shined with everything we were living for And you see your soul Like some picture show Across Idaho We were running through the autumn leaves A couple kids just wearing out our jeans, running Mary she's our autumn queen Watch her smoking cigarettes in the street And down she goes Cold she blows Across Idaho And there's lights up in the north And I ain't wondering where you are Yeah just lights up in the north Now it's white as snow Watch the evening glow Across Idaho --- Idaho - Gregory Alan Isakov