Colorado - Darrell Scott

Colorado I need healing

From this sorrow I’ve been feeling

Give me old souls with healing hands

The misunderstood, surely they will understand

It takes a goddess touch to touch a godless man

And get him back to believing

Give me a small-town mayor who should be dead

But, he trades in old guitars and art instead

Well, he brought the fish and I brought the bread

And he says, miracles still happen

Colorado, I need healing

From this sorrow I’ve been feeling

Coyote walks through the light of day

He hides behind a rock like he had plans to stay

And I never did know just what he meant to say

But I can tell you, I was listening

And there was Pedro with his cigarette sleeves

Full of Friday pay and rattlesnake dreams

He shared his Marlboros and I shared my cheese

His steady eyes were glistening

And I heard an uplifting sound in a downtown park

Playing his own tunes on an Irish harp

And he played with just one hand as the August sky grew dark

The other hand was for a lover

Colorado, I need healing

From this sorrow I’ve been feeling

I need your ancient winds to dry these tears

I need your silver lakes to be my mirrors

I closed my eyes and met this song

And the whole damn state of Colorado sang along

And I knew right then that somewhere I belonged

But hey, I know I was only dreaming

So I’m gonna take what little’s left of me

Strap me in a plane eastbound for Tennossee

Cause a man can only take so much being free

And then he starts to charging

Colorado, I need healing

From this sorrow I’ve been feeling

I need Chautauqua wind to dry these tears

I need your silver lakes to be my mirrors

So that I might see the fool I’ve been

And maybe I can then begin again

Colorado, Colorado