where are you going Hollis Brown
to the flat of South Dakota are you Mississippi bound
where are you going Hollis Brown
to the entrails of Chicago with her ribcage hanging down
where are you going Hollis Brown
will you reach Louisiana where Parisian dreams are found
and are you running Hollis Brown
from seven dusty bodies being buried in the ground
and I say this to the ghost of Hollis Brown
are you out walking alone
are you kneeling near a street lamp with regret deep in your bones
and do those seven winds still moan
around the memory of a cabin which used to be your home
I think I'd like you Hollis Brown
for it's love and loss and yearning that make the world turn round
and I say this to the ghost of Hollis Brown
where are you going Hollis Brown
to the copper fields of Kansas with her wheat planes all around
where are you going Hollis Brown
to Nebraska's tired backbone where the men are sad and proud
where are you going Hollis Brown
to the Gulf of California where the sun sets like a shroud
and are you running Hollis Brown
from seven dusty bodies being buried in the ground
and I say this to the ghost of Hollis Brown