the birds along the power lines have taken to the air the cat up in the window looks but doesnt seem to care there wasnt any warning and she didnt pack her bags but i still miss her singing when the conversation lags come to me you heavy laden come to me and i will give you rest the gravediggers sad for all the things that go unsaid its hard to have a life when you are living in your head now that she is missing i can see most of the snags but i still miss her laughing when the conversation lags come to me you heavy laden come to me and i will give you rest
['cincinnati indie', 'gbvfi', 'stomp pop']