bless my little sleeping pad i lay down when the weather s getting bad i get up in the morning with a brand new mind the big star telling me go outside i get up it s in the corner of the room where the light is low so in the midday sweat there s a midnight glow the bermuda wood floors on the inches beneath your room between the bed and the wall for my dreams to fall and die sometimes you close your eyes it s all that saves you when the day has taken all you had to give when the weight of the world is on your back you feel like breaking lie down beside me after a while open your eyes and find a damn good reason to live there s a ramshackle motor in the backyard shed where i keep my hands busy to keep my head coming back to the city after working away then i love it the most and i know i ll stay until i m older and the voices i love are coming up from the ground and the green grass telling me to lie on down and the cauliflower clouds over german towns take on the shape of the animals lost in the war sometimes you close your eyes it s all that saves you when the day has taken all you had to give when the weight of the world is on your back you feel like breaking lie down beside me after a while open your eyes and find a damn good reason to live sometimes you close your eyes it s all that saves you when the day has taken all you had to give when the weight of the world is on your back you feel like breaking lie down beside me after a while open your eyes and find a damn good reason to live
['deep new americana', 'indie folk', 'roots americana', 'stomp and holler']