When you cross that bridge into the west
And all my memories follow you there
Where love took shape and love woke shame
Now I'm left to take the blame

 [bad word] in, for closin' up
For sellin' off what we built up
You were never wrong but all the same
My way was so hard to change

So hard to change
So hard to change

And this woolen blanket, this seaside view
And the war we waged on ocean chill
As we slipped away, the gray stood still
Held captive upon this hill

And the lies he told, the result of fame
Where all your actions belie your name
When the rising sun won't break my fall
You'll still be the one that I call

The one I call
The one I call