well i said goodbye for that highway i took you by the hand and i told you not to cry but you did anyway no you haven t lost me cause you re an eden to me though i m a first fallen leaf merely a memory for those who sought me so long milwaukee i headed west montana climbing how the mountains look like fallen giants overcome by all these things oh that im fighting and as i m riding through these beautiful states america shapes to the lonely feelings i m hiding and i put in writing oh california of an endless sun and as it sets like days of old all poor men s boats turn to gold but i ain t got one i just got these wheels son and tomorrow they will take me with a load that will break me and chance that i once had to ever stop them is long forgotten  oh west virginia you re the song i m singing but your skyline of ten thousand pines is like a bloody jagged knife slowly swinging until the summer brings in a new kind of hope that helps me to cope cause im slipping from the rope to which im clinging yeah but i m singing oh my wisconsin welcome me in dont let the snow fall by my side to gently remind me that i can t win and that i never will that the stone i ve been rolling a rolling and rolling forever up the hill was meant for sinking lord i ve been drinkin and the bottles caught me and i m thinking i should go back home and live that simple life my father taught me in old milwaukee in old milwaukee hello milwaukee
['garage punk blues', 'gothic americana', 'midwest americana', 'milwaukee indie', 'roots americana']