The

moun-

tains

sur-

roun-

ding

Mark

the

boun-

daries

you're

not

meant

to

leave

I'll

stay

"far

a-

way"

But

to

keep

my

place

I

want

to

write

our

names

on

a

culm

bank's

face.

Our

hands

on-

ly

shake

when

we

cross

state

lines.

I've

made

hun-

dreds

of

mis-

takes

And

peace

with

dy-

ing

in

my

sleep

But

that's

what's

right

for

me

While

the

kids

back

home

will

leap

To

the

ri-

ve-

rbeds

be-

low

Mar-

ket

Street.

The

moun-

tains

sur-

roun-

ding

Haunt

the

boun-

daries

on-

ly

men-

tal-

ly

Ne-

ver

set

free

You

know

where

I'll

be

There's

a

time

a

place

When

and

where

they'll

bu-

ry

me.

Our

hands

on-

ly

shake

when

we

cross

state

lines.

I've

made

hun-

dreds

of

mis-

takes

And

peace

with

dy-

ing

in

my

sleep

But

that's

what's

right

for

me

While

the

kids

back

home

will

leap

To

the

ri-

ve-

rbeds

be-

low

Mar-

ket

Street.