Where Will I Be - Emmylou Harris

The streets are cracked

And there’s glass everywhere

And a baby stares out

With motherless eyes

Under long gone beauty

On fields of war

Trapped in lament

To the poet’s core

Oh where oh where will I be

Oh where oh when that trumpets sounds

Met an Indian boy in Ottawa

He laid me down on a bed of straw

Said don’t waste your breath

Don’t waste your heart

Don’t blister your heels

Running in the dark

Yeah I like the heat

Of your body laying under me

May your wild lip get you where your going

With your inventions your intentions, your laughter

Your forever yearning

I walked to the river

And I walked to the rim

I walked through the teeth of the reaper’s grin

I walked to you rolled up in wire

To the other side of desire

Well the heart opens wide like it’s never seen love

And addiction stays on tight like a glove

Oh where oh where will I be