tethered to the cure i focus on the pain trasformation comes tempered by the flame and if this flesh should fail devour me from within may then my soul prevail free to roam again let go your hold on heart s big pain the pain inside is yours and mine we are standing here naked and alone the river breathes over the stones take me home i don t belong the baby cries the crows move on take me home i don t belong an old man dies i m all alone take my hand my blood my soul we are the same
['indie folk', 'maine indie', 'new americana', 'rhode island indie', 'stomp and holler']