I reached in the cupboard for something to feed you and I hoped that these words were enough to keep you Because the moon is so high and the stars are so bright You could be the one that i needed And when the sun came you hit the trail Like an old cowboy bent for the wild road And so i carved your name in to all the tree legs And we waited for you until dark came I once knew a man who told a tale as tall As the mountains that he came from And he said there’s a place where all the folks wait When death strips their faces of color Are you there? (are you there where the good ones go?) Are you there? (are you there where the good ones go?) My grandpa said that he wandered himself lost Into the heart of the forest And his collar still sings the engraves of his name And he chases field mice under moonlight Are you there? (are you there where the good ones go?) Are you there? (are you there where the good ones go?) If you’re there, where the good ones go Could you write me a letter, can you visit home? You could rest on the foot of my bed And whisper reassurances because i’m not sure of anything Just like the dog who lost himself gone On the farm you are living in gardens And the fields are so high and the vegetables ripe In the place where the good ones go When they’re gone (are you there where the good ones go?) When they’re gone (are you there where the good ones go?)