Darkness and loneliness fill up my cell, With pain and a fear that’s too heavy to tell. I stand by the door just to see what might be, Wiping away tears that nobody will see. I listen so close as the steps echo near, Hoping a voice makes the shadows all clear. [Chorus] Oh, I long to gaze upon pages so dear, With riches enough to bring loved ones near. Words made of diamonds on pages of gold, A message from heaven, a message from home. Saying, "We love you, we miss you, we pray you’ll be free," A treasure-filled envelope, waiting for me. [Verse 2] Please bring me the memories of joys I once knew, Of family and friends and the things we used to do. Just a couple of lines from the world outside, To hold back the walls and give comfort inside. A piece of the sunlight slipped under the door, Reminding this heart what it’s beating for. [Chorus] Oh, I long to gaze upon pages so dear, With riches enough to bring loved ones near. Words made of diamonds on pages of gold, A message from heaven, a message from home. Saying, "We love you, we miss you, we pray you’ll be free," A treasure-filled envelope, waiting for me. [Bridge] The guard walks the line and he’s holding the stack, I’m holding my breath, there’s no turning back. Calling out names to the lost and the found, The heaviest silence in this concrete town. [Guitar & Harmonica Solo] (A soulful, aching harmonica solo bleeding into a crying pedal steel, capturing the desperate anticipation of waiting) [Outro] The echoes fade out... the footsteps grow frail. And the darkness and pain of my cell will prevail. Yeah, the darkness and pain of this cell will prevail... As my name, once again, was not called for mail. Not called for mail. Love always... Still Standing. (Harmonica softly wails one last time, fading out into a heavy, resonant acoustic chord)
