well the thing about a dead end road for a while its easy to follow running scared with eyes closed i guess i should have known oh the thing about a love gone wrong inside goes where outside once was here i sit with a bucket of songs that no one else will sing oh hear me blowlike the wind on the prairie here for a while and then im gone talking to myself im the only one to listen to me waiting like a christian for the dawn i walk out in the freezing cold wake me up help to remember me im always looking for home and a reason to remain i see it in the fleeting flow silent eyes moon on the water how the heavens brightly show me to the here and now oh in the end theres a feast of milk and cookies lion and the lamb will be there nymphs and virgins all stand in line to greet me buddha waits to comb my silken hair the thing about a troubled life trouble is a cat on the freeway where the rubber meets the road shell find another way oh the thing about a broken heart thee remedys the same as the breaking telling us all what we already know and it all comes down to love it all comes down to love it all comes down to love
['bluegrass', 'mandolin', 'old-time', 'progressive bluegrass']