Crossing Over

<br>Back in the woods under ashes, there is a stone.<br><br>That says he was here a long time ago.<br><br>I wonder if hell ever pass this way again.<br><br>But I know that no one ever goes home again.<br><br><br><br>Im crossing over county lines,<br><br>Im tired of drinking 3.2 beer.<br><br>Im crossing over in my mind,<br><br>Forget about the last five years.<br><br><br><br>Back in the woods along the dirt tracks, there is a house.<br><br>An old woman on the porch with three dogs one of them blind.<br><br>Who knows what will happen, or what blind dogs see? <br><br>I wish there was someplace I really wanted to be