I'm
getting near my destination
A slow train call
Like a fool I nearly missed the
station that's grown so small
Not betting on an easy
landing out of the blue
These shuttered houses and a
clock still standing in 1962
Waiting for the ferry,
tickets in hand
Good people that were never
on the side of land
Waiting for the ferry,
tickets in hand
Good people that you knew
will never understand
And we're all on board,
it's not very far to ride
Your river is not like
Jordan, it meets on the other
side
A stony church where lovers
linger in years gone by
The hand of
God still points a finger across the sky
A stony road to no salvation,
who sheds a tear
I think that both of us were looking
for a shortcut out of here
Waiting for the valley
Good people that were never
on the sidelines
Waiting for the friendly tick
et s in our hands
Good people died for you,
we'll never understand
Could have brought you whiskey,
could have brought you wine
But the only thing I can't win is time,
time, time and we're
All on board, it's not very far to ride
Your river is not like
Jordan
We meet on the other side
Could have bought you whiskey
Could have bought you wine
The only thing I can bring is time,
time, time
And we're all on board
It's not very far to ride
The river is not like
Jordan
We'll meet on the other side
you