somebody say don t send me out tryin to make it stab tryin to get a job and get been found a home better steps that let you know longing in the storm going back track it in the evening that s been gone driving from my soul grew up in the snow grew up in the evergreens wait down to her toes many years ago many that was a dream oh it seems to say seems to sending me though driving up the road so met her in a park of line feel the mean she was a man she was a chilly up stating i could see us stopping us meeting how the devil lies she was better than my best dreams she was and how could we remember this times but i ve poured salt my rise met her and the statue pie grasses die grasses die bed singing all how can i replace and how can i stay she is gone then she is cause we re all but now with key so wrong
['deep new americana', 'indie folk', 'stomp and holler']