to the girl with the dog eyes you re the only one who knows thats a nice thing to say i got woken up at sunrise to your ukulele ringing through my brains some song about a brooklyn moon and a poor boy exhaling into you and your chorus was that old familiar phrase singing the road giveth and the road taketh away to my toothless angel you re the only one who ll smile at that line i found a word for the color of your nameless and perfect eyes but i lost it in a drunken haze i screamed it out into the north country rain and when it echoed back all it did say was the road giveth and the road taketh away  i wont sleep when i m dead when i m dead they ll probably be other stuff to do i don t need to sleep i don t need to sing this to them i just need to sing this to you to the girl with the dog eyes and whatever else it was that brought me here i hope you wake up next sunrise with this song at the edge of your ears and all the blue skies that warm your blood let you realize how lucky i was i had the perfect farewell but it somehow slipped away singing the road giveth and the road taketh away
['deep new americana', 'indie folk', 'new americana', 'stomp and holler', 'western americana']