Two hundred miles from turning back
Two hundred from ever going home
A man can be so easy lost
When he's on the mountain road, oh Shiloh
Is it only the temple that falls
Is it only the temple that falls
It's pain and then it's pain then is it pain
And then it's pain that never comes
The only bridge I haven't burned is the one I'm standing on
Oh Shiloh, do you hear the night bird call
Because the night bird calls
My ghost in flames on the desert road
Horizon to horizon, oh woe
I weep for it all and I weep for nothing at all
Oh Shiloh, it's not that falls
It's not only the temple that falls

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Writer(s): Jason Molina