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Cedars
The fields of cedar trees I pass in northern Virginia identify the land that is no longer farmed, and the subdivisions and suburbs that are already planned to come.
AM – vocals, acoustic and electric guitars
Chance McCoy – fiddle
Jim Baird – bass
Jesse Shultzaberger – drums
Pamela Temple – harmony vocal
Words & music A. McKnight, ©2007 Catalooch Music, BMI
Verse 1
The unmarked blacktop winds back in time,
remembered ways I've known and left behind
the signs have changed but the way is clear
it's been so long since I've been here
Memories point past that sycamore tree
make a left where the Miller's red barn used to be
the gravel gently gives beneath my wheels
and I remember how it feels
Chorus
A rusted tractor rests among the cedar trees
a pause between the past and what's to be
ten thousand houses don't leave any space
this was home, when this was a different place
Verse 2
These windows watched three generations grow old
silent statue stands to times long ago
when they say you can't go home again, I know what they mean
I still see those fields of green
Chorus
Verse 3
Now open red clay wounds weep every time it rains
castles grow instead of acres of grain
I wonder if those kids will know where food comes from
and if someday they'll ask where we have gone
Chorus
