rusted out iron in a rust coloured field begging shadow the sun will not yield trying not to be missed to give more leave less for those the open road and those stayed behind comes longing in our own form defined trying not to be missed they give more leave less they give morei guess herein the house of truth lit so all can see but im headin out yes im giving in to that old mystery as will pass the days comes the narrow and narrowing way from the path you need not stray my love its okay herein the house of truth lit so all can see but im headin out yes im giving in to that old mystery trying not to be missed to give more leave less
['modern blues rock', 'neo-psychedelic', 'psychedelic doom', 'space rock', 'stoner rock']