spring of 2015 we were sleeping in the rain nothing but our bags and our names sounds of coyotes in the distance kept us awake awake through the night oh but we woke up to the sunrise screaming our names screaming our names running around in the dessert off 385 its where it began we had our dreams in our hands now i can say that i miss merced if i dont see her soon i might as well be dead waters so cold yeah but shes so warm now i can say that i miss merced august 2015 we were sleeping on a rock middle of merced oh i love i love the way she roars at me she makes me think of myself and im free oh but we woke up to the sunrise screaming our names screaming our names oh with my pen in my hand and my feet in the lake i wrote down my mistake and none for you now i can say that i miss merced if i dont see her soon i might as well be dead waters so cold yeah but shes so warm now i know im gonna see merced see merced