Text: Indigo Girls. All That We Let In. Come On Home.

Dark clouds are comin' in like an army
Soon the sky will open up and disarm me
You will go just like you've gone before
One sad soldier off to war with enemies that only you can see

The dishes stacked, the table cleared
It's always like the scene of the last supper here
You speak so cryptically but that's not news to me
The flood is here it will carry you and I've got work to do

Come on home, the team you're hitched to has a mind of its own
But it's just the forces of your past you've fought before
Come back here and shut the door
I'm stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles

There is fire and there is lust
Some will trade it all for someone they could trust
There's a bag of silver for a box of nails, it's so simple the betrayal
Though it's known to change the world and what's to come

Just come on home, the team you're hitched to has a mind of its own
But it's just the forces of your past you've fought before
Don't you recognize them anymore?
I'm stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles

There's the given and the expected
I count my blessings while I eye what I've neglected
Is this for better? Is this for worse?
You're all jammed up and the dam's about to burst

I hear the owl in the night, I realize that some things never are made right
By some will we string together here
Days to months and months to years
What if everything we have adds up to nothing?

Home, the team you're hitched to has a mind of its own
It's just the forces of your past you've fought before
Come back here and shut the door
I'm stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles