oh there s dogs calling awfully out here there s crows with their mouths filled with tears and there s black water calling all around where we lay and i have been sad now too many days and she would harness my heart if it harnessed that way so babe i am going i am going away the men are all gorgeous down here long and brown like deer and she s always arriving in her dark river skirt winding holes through the valley bending bones in the dirt hiding poems i had tossed under blankets of sand babe i am sorry i m sorry i am it never gets cold way down here i can live off of watermelons and beer and i ll never go hungry i will never go home never call to my lover lover leave me alone never harden my heart like some fruit in the snow but will walk babe unnoticed unknown
['alternative americana', 'chamber pop', 'indie folk', 'indie rock', 'new americana', 'singer-songwriter', 'stomp and holler', 'swedish americana']