To Love Is To Bury Lyrics - The Trinity Session - Cowboy Junkies

I buried him down by the river 

'cause that's where he liked to be 

And every night when the moon is high 

I go there and weep openly 

He and I were married 

By this river 'neath this willow tree 

And with God and friends witnessing it 

He pledged his life to me 

To me he was earth 

And I rooted in his soil 

I to he was sky vast and free 

Of the burdens from which he toiled 

Then one night a terrible fight 

Words spoken better left unsaid 

With his wedding vows ringing in my ears 

He gave his life to me 

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They say to love is to bury 

Those demons from which we all hide 

But tonight by this river 'neath this willow tree 

Becoming one of earth and sky 

200 more miles 

Atlanta's a distant memory 

Montgomery a recent birth 

And tulsa burns on the desert floor 

Like a signal fire 

I got willie on the radio 

A dozen things on my mind 

And number one is fleshing out 

These dreams of mine 

I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line 

Before I sleep 

But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms 

To fall into tonight 

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In nashville there is a lighter 

In a case for all to see 

It speaks of dreams and heartaches 

Left unsung 

And in the corner stands a guitar and 

Lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand 

I don't travel past, travel hard before 

And I'm beginning to understand 

That I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line 

Before I sleep 

But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms 

To fall into tonight 

They say that I am crazy 

My life wasting on this road 

That time will find my dreams 

Scared or dead and cold 

But I heard there is a light 

Drawing me to reach an end 

And when I reach there, I'll turn back 

And you and I can begin again 

I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line 

Before I sleep 

But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms 

To fall into tonight 

I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line 

Before I sleep 

But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows 

For one hour of this night 

Atlanta's a distant memory 

Montgomery a recent birth 

And tulsa burns on the desert floor 

Like a signal fire