We drove across the Mid-West Plains
Through fallow fields of corn
Past the barns hanging by a thread
Dusty tractors old and worn
Sandhill cranes crossed the sky
Under low ceiling clouds
My brother at the wheel
And we're calling your name out loud
Coming for you
Coming for you
Tumbleweeds and blackbirds
And rolls and rolls of hay
Icy roads and Harvesters
Along the Interstate
I tried to write down all the rivers
For a thousand miles and back
Big Blue and the Mississippi
But I just couldn't keep track
Coming for you
Coming for you
The sky is dark and gray
We're in a time like no other
Many miles to go
As we race to reach our mother
Headed West to Colorado
In the early morning sun
The whole world is different now
Our journey's just begun
Coming for you
Coming for you
Coming for you
Coming for you