50 Miles to Richmond

And it's 50 miles to Richmond, A rain cloud overhead And I'm riding with the memory of the dead I get closer there myself with each passing day I'd better learn to slow down before it's too late Sometimes darkness is the brightest light you ever see And your solitude is your only company Sometimes silence is the loudest soundyou ever hear And a day can seem to draw out like a year Oh and I see the sun come breaking through the clouds And the past is like a face disappearing in a crowd These last 50 miles, the time life reconciles Just day like any other, People come and people go A baby cries, and old man dies, and rivers flow And I'll take my life for granted, take my whole life in my hands I should try to change my ways while I still can Oh and I see the sun come breaking through the clouds And the past is like a face disappearing in a crowd These last 50 miles, the time life reconciles I keep my hands on the wheel And my eyes on the road I feel my heart beat in my chest, it beats in time With the fire down below How much further can we go? It's 50 miles to Richmond, A rain cloud overhead And I'm riding with the memory of the dead. Ride, ride, ride. Ride, ride, ride.