Neighbor kids running across the front yard this evening   sun going down, wind gathering strength   the state I live in is the largest of its kind   it takes two days or better to drive across its length      If you try to come and find me, I will know you�re coming   there�s an old fallout shelter I can hide in   I won�t even be able to hear their hoofbeats   when the horsemen ride in      another mild winter - time seems to stand still   the sky swallows up the city like a tent   tiny breezes razor patterns in the dust   no way of saying what they�re supposed to represent      I have come to where I�ve come to now   always abiding in you   if you try to find me now I�ll be invisible to everything   when the horsemen come riding on through