Like grandpa's ancient rocking chair,
spent sheltering from the rain
Best tell your friends, the weathermen,
that you were not to blame
a rambling through your mind
you crossed that border line
That tried and trusted fairy tale
They used to say a child of the
your friends did not survive
You have to wonder what it means,
you have from time to time
You're fast asleep by the back door,
now you've read the warning signs
a ramblin' through your mind
you cross that borderline
but loud and yet profound
But the teetering of the turnaround
Has forced you underground,
ramblin' through your mind
Country rock, cross that borderline
They say love is all you need
And my people have been freed
But they put you out to grass now
Cause they say you've gone to seed
