Jaci Sue: here we are, caught up in this big rhythm
Jaci Sue: you always breathe another air
Jaci Sue: backwards and forward; the names and places I know
Jaci Sue: The lights are always changing; the black and white horizon
Jaci Sue: Fences and tumble down bridges surround and divide
Jaci Sue: The rivers in the distance must be leading somewhere
Jaci Sue: I find a place I started from
Jaci Sue: I will understand you
Jaci Sue: watching it blow across the wire