Maybe it's a lost cause Flirting with a hope Put to a full pause A lesson learned to cope If someone's missing They may not want to be found It's best to leave it prodigal And find your familiar ground Staring down the corridor A season or a phase Love takes a darker form A sick but sweet malaise Poison or medicine The doctor won't compound The stuff is much dangerous Best find your familiar ground Crystal never was my gal Never matched her speed The pilgrims down on her path Always want more than they need Marianne told me the truth The detective phoned the pound I hoped to find the stray dog there That lost his familiar ground Well outside the range No service to make calls Between the desert sparks And just past the canyon walls The lady of the lake Said Galahad's not around And when I asked her about you Said you left for familiar ground An overstayed welcome Struck away my sense Broke down the bars of steel And the chains of providence Was it all fruitless? I should have been homebound But then a stranger asked my name And what I called familiar ground A year's worth of reconcile Burns at the devil's pace Hope when you left Panama You did so with grace If someone's missing They may not want to be found Best to leave it prodigal And find your familiar ground