Prayed to God I’d see the garden
Somewhere I can be myself again
Underneath the trees I’d tell you all my stories
Times I thought I’d made it on my own
I’m still far from home

All the roads I look down
Stay on, the ground
All my hopes turned to doubts
Burned out, turned out

Told myself I’d be somebody
Bigger than the world thought I would be
Picked up all my pieces
Nothing but the weakest
Parts of me are left for you to see
At least now I’m free

All the roads I look down
Keeping me on the ground
On the ground
All my hopes turned to doubts
Leaving me burned out
and turned down

All the roads I look down
Keeping me on the ground
On the ground
All my hopes turned to doubts
Leaving me burnt out
And turned out
And torn down
And worn out

Landslide
Caught in the wake of a cold lie
Rolling road, I’ll be gone by
Morning light again

Landslide
Granite altars and gold pine
Rushing river flow by
Pull me under again

Landslide
A thousand miles from my old life 
Wind and waves be my North Star 
To lead me home again

Landslide
A thousand miles from my old life 
Wind and waves be my North Star 
To lead me home again

Landslide

Could Ever