Vanishing Breed - Michael Martin Murphey

We’re both the kind who can find peace of mind

In the light of an old fireplace

Wrapped in a blanket talking the night away

Watching snow falling the lone wolf is calling out into the endless space

There aren’t many left like us these days

Down where the city lights burn I’ll know we’ll never return

Listen in the wind blow over the hills through whispering pines

Everything is free and all that we see is yours and mine

Just you and me and this old log house is all that we need

That’s why they call us the vanishing breed

It’s good just knowing that our love is growing

And we’re gonna find a place

In a life we build with our own hands

Like wild horses running out under the sun we’re gonna find some space

There aren’t many left like us these days

God’s greatest gift to you and me is knowing how it feels to be free

Listen to the wind…

That’s why they call us the vanishing breed