[00:16.65]Well I can't sleep with all these hand-me-downs[00:28.05]Battered up chests and faded dreams[00:33.03]Every new life seems to spin away[00:37.62]Like sand escaping through the seams[00:42.78]Send me a letter from Omaha[00:47.40]Said a needle or thread could mend the tears[00:52.44]But tonight the cotton fields, they[00:55.83]Smell like calico[00:58.65]And the color of your hair[01:00.57]Stars stand against the lonely blue[01:12.93]They tried to sew you a pure white dress[01:17.85]Got tied up in the misdeeds and demands[01:23.79]Cotton burned all brown and wasted[01:27.84]Like an innocence fell to disrepair[01:32.82]But tonight the ashes, they[01:36.24]Smell like calico[01:39.09]And the color of your hair[02:03.15]If I could have my one and only wish[02:07.98]I'd sew your hair all to the lining of my shirt[02:12.63]I'd stand in the noon day clean and golden[02:17.67]Not the color of the dry land dirt[02:22.50]Send me a letter from Omaha[02:27.06]Said a needle or thread could mend the tears[02:31.92]But tonight the sugarcane, it[02:35.31]Smells like calico[02:38.25]And the color of your hair