If I Forget the Land That Raised Me

I’ve crossed dry rivers and burning plains, Chased my shadow through the rain. But the dirt beneath these boots of mine, Still whispers where I draw the line.

If I forget the land that raised me, Let the heavens forget me too. If I turn from the dust that made me, Then what’s left of me to lose?

I’ve seen cities built on borrowed bones, Men who call the wind their own. But the stars I knew still spell my name, Over fields that never change.

If I forget the land that raised me, Let the thunder strike me through. If I turn from the dust that made me, Then my soul’s a stranger too.

If I die out here with no one near, Let the ground decide my years. For a man’s not gone when the wind still knows, The place his shadow goes.

If I forget the land that raised me, Let the heavens forget me too. If I turn from the dust that made me, Then I’ve forgotten what is true.

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