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Late Spring Rains (Alachua County News)
-words and music by Ryan Sheeler
-from the album Skies and Shadows (2013)
Alachua County, sunshine glowing in the mist
the early morning dew doesn’t show the evidence
Of the days and weeks left behind -- on the road life followed out of here
Nothing left on earth could wipe away the tears
And there was so much to do, spring rains came late that year
5AM came every day … when the sun appeared
A farm field in Ohio seems like such a strange place
For a family like this, to vanish without a trace
Sometimes you can’t believe what you read
Dug a little deeper and answers become clear
Several thousand miles and 20 some odd years
It read like a story no one believed
The call you hope never comes is the one he got today
His life changed forever when they were miles away
Springtime on the farm, the weeds were blowing around
Waiting for them to come home, and lift his spirit off this ground
While he waited, dad milked the cows and started to bail the hay
Thinkin’ to himself he’d see them all again someday
Just a week or two ago, his wife and daughters left
to go way down South and have some fun
As the family car took off, well, sir, maybe they never knew
they’d never see their Harbor View sun
Route 62 was their dinner stop
Met a stranger along the way
Next thing, they were on his boat
for a spin out on the bay
One week later in the bay; two miles down the road
Somethin’ floating in the water, somethin’ thrown overboard
The call was made to the family and everyone’s fears had come true
Nothing left to say, nothing left to do.
Meanwhile back in Ohio they gather at the local church
Sit in the pews and watch the memories … end before the last verse
It’s so easy to sing “how great thou art” and sit quietly in the aisle
But it’s just about impossible to deal with the questions “why”
It’s too cold when you wake up and dreams leave your mind too soon
you don’t know whether to cry or run out of the room
The dad asked how he lost his family and the city wondered why
God didn’t keep them safe or maybe it’s all a lie
Was He too far off to care anyway?
Maybe prayin’ ain’t enough --- empty words won’t say
The sun sets on the beach like a tired reader’s eyes
Lookin’ like a postcard sent too late to say goodbye
c. 2013 Highway 30 Music (ASCAP) – ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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