As I write, as I write
All my dresses, you made by hand
Hope streaking the canvas sky
It covered everything
As I write, as I write
We left behind, on the road,
Blue poles infinitely winding
And we never got lucky
The endless dust, like a plague
I never wanted, to see the sun again
Just for work, just to get a job
Hungry, dreaming, going west
We buried him, by the river
And mother I did, what I could
We just forged on, and the dust
Hal fell, with the fever
And these words, these words
Blue poles infinitely winding
As I write, as I write
Blue poles infinitely winding
We joined the long caravan
Hal died, in my arms
Blue poles infinitely winding
Blue poles infinitely winding
We prayed, we prayed for rain
Hope dashed immortal hope
As I write, as I write
Blue poles infinitely winding
As I write, as I write
