[ti:Where We Belong] [ar:Daniel Martin Moore] [al:Stray Age] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.53]I sat there some weeks before [00:08.77]You walked up those steps and through the door [00:18.35]And it's a hell of a thing [00:25.50]To be considering [00:34.78]If I had my bendin' bow [00:42.46]My string and my arrow [00:53.41]There wouldn't be a thing [00:59.84]Between you and my meaning [01:09.42]I'll remember your quiet way [01:17.36]Revisit it one quiet day [01:28.52]The tug and pull of you [01:34.93]Just might see me through [01:44.28]Lay your hand in mine [01:52.05]Remember what you promised we would find [02:00.99]I'll take you to where the green grasses grow [02:09.32]To a place where that we could go [02:19.24]That's where we belong [02:27.70]Where the trails meet the lines [02:37.40]Out among the gusty winds [02:44.78]And the Ponderosa pines [02:54.52]In the hallowed halls and circling hills [03:02.56]A man will do what he wills [03:11.93]Scratch those words right off your slate [03:20.06]You've had the time to recuperate [03:26.49]Where We Belong - Daniel Martin Moore