all i want is brick house with a porch that wraps around all i want is land enough for my children to run in the highest pitch of grace the end of trial and gratitude it was for you that all others i did forsake for you all others i would forsake how could it have been so often that we did speak of purpose and of having dreamt his body with his back to the lake certain depths i cannot place walk and talk fine through all of the days still i miss the words youd say past the point now of trusting it to change i ve just learned to live around it still i will sleep too long or i will hardly sleep at all so from where does energy come meet me by the fire door of happiness i dont ask more she is who i cut root vegetables beside with you still in my mind it is with them that we spend our nights laughter that tides through the rest but i liked it best when the morning had not left and wake was not yet in your eyes high high high low low low i would have seen you through both sunshine marmalade
['ambient folk', 'indie folk']