Letras: Counting Crows. Omaha.

Start tearing the old man down
Run past the heather and down to the old road
Start turning the grain into the ground
Roll a new leaf over
In the middle of the night there's an old man
treading around in the gathered rain
Hey mister if you gonna on water
would you drop a line my way
Chorus:
Omaha
Somewhere in middle America
Get right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you'd better turn your ticket in
and get your money back at the door
Start threading a needle
Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
Start turning the wool across the wire
Roll a new life over
In the middle of the night there's an old man
threading his toes through a bucket of rain
Hey mister you don't want to walk on water
cause you're only going to walk all over me
[Chorus]
Start running the banner down
Drop past the color come up through the summer rain
Start turning the girl into the ground
Roll a new love over
In the middle of the day there's a young man
rolling around in the earth and rain
Hey mister if you're going to walk on water, you know
you're only going to walk all over me
[Chorus]
ooooh said Omaha
It's Sunday morning
I'm coming home today