Red River - Rocky Votolato

This is what life feels like on the ground

I had a brother who was stationed up in Northern Hill Country

You know he never really came home

We drove out east to Red River to see the high waters flow

That river was running just searching for an ocean the freedom we’d never known

That feeling you get when the wind is blowing like you’re whole life is

starting over

We made our peace there, with the no-man's land where we come from

I’ve been searching for the waves to carry us home

To the ocean we all came from, where we’ll all be returned

I’ve been searching for the waves to carry us home

To the ocean we all came from, where we’ll all be dissolved into one

Like a crippled animal running on broken legs that night

His voice was splintering, rising, and falling to a fate of «I'll never get out»

From Spokane all the way across Montana, then out to the Blood Reserve

A black Levis jacket knocking them beers back on the bank of that river

Underneath September skies inside the U.S. border

He made his peace there — just after his boots filled up with water

I’ve been searching for the waves to carry us home

To the ocean we all came from, where we’ll all be returned

I’ve been searching for the waves to carry us home

To the ocean we all came from, where we’ll all be dissolved into one

The waves will wash away the misguided vision

Of glory in a battlefield of a thousand corpses

I’ve been searching for the waves to carry us home

To the ocean we all came from, where we’ll all be dissolved

Out of many we are one