Jeffrey Foucault

Idaho
I know it isn't IdahoWhere the sun goes when it goesDown, over the riverStrange birds on the fence lineIt's going to get cold tonightI know it isn't IdahoHow many shades of blueAre dying from me to you?Are the stars only soldered to the skySalt tears gone white and dry?Who could leave it all behindMetal flesh bone and brine?I know it isn't IdahoHorses heart blood and wineThat's the color of the sun when it's dyingDown, over the river, down, over the river Aus Songtexte Mania