Thirty Summers - Cowboy Junkies

Caught in the vice of heaven and earth

He turned his life into a cell

Imprisoned by the doubts which hound us all

And those desires which we all know so well

His days he lost to promises, his nights he purged of dreams

And he would wake in the hours before sunrise

And dread the coming of the day

Never thought a man could become so desperate

Never thought a life could lose so much hope

To be tearing at the roots around you

As if in manacles, or irons, or ropes

They say he told his children that all he taught was lost

That love and pride and honesty

Were to be gained at too high a cost

It’s been thirty summers that I’ve spent with him

And I expect thirty more to pass

He has blessed my life in so many ways

That I could never turn my back

But I need just one more reminder

Of the man that he used to be

If he would just look deep into my eyes

And say it’s in you my love that I will find the key