Darkness and the Light

Colorado was so nice 
  but I'm Minnesota's son 
  Even when the cold winds blow 
  in the darkness and the light 

  And the young folks search for meaning here 
  and the old folks know there's none 
  Out your window you can see the world 
  Babe it's turning, and it's gone 

  And the stars at night 
  why do they make you cry? 
  Don't you think that I'll be coming home? 

  Well it's not like Sunny, Monterrey in all the Steinbeck books you read 
  Where the hobos know the secrets and the law turns their head 
  We are as close to paradise even though you might not hear it said 
  And the Methodists all bring a dish to share with the ashes on their head 

  And when the sun's in the sky 
  we'll have a class outside 
  Why do you think that I can be so cold? 

  I'm not scared of much here anymore 
  wait, friends, that was a lie 
  'Cause I'm scared to death of losing you 
  to be alone, high and dry 

  And I know you worry 
  about time and money 
  but don't you know those things, they come and go?