Some say once gone you're gone forever And some say you're going to come back. Some say you rest in the arms of the Saviour If in sinful ways you lac… - Iris DeMent

Far away I've travelled
To stand once more alone.
And hear my memories echo
Through these hills that I call home.
As a child I roamed this valley,
I watched the seasons come and go.
I spent many hours dreaming
On these hills that I call home.

I've got no time to look back, I've got no time to see
The pieces of my heart that have been ripped away from me.
And if the feeling starts to coming, I've learned to stop 'em fast
Because I don't know, if I let 'em go, they might not wanna pass.
And there's just so many people trying to get me on the phone
And there's bills to pay, and songs to play
And a house to make a home.
I guess I'm older now and I've got no time to cry.

Everybody's wonderin' what and where they all came from.
Everybody's worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go
When the whole thing's done.
But no one knows for certain
And so it's all the same to me.
I think I'll just let the mystery be.