he grew up in a house in the valley with a daddy who was one long cigarette and his momma walked out on a friday night with a man that shed just met he liked walking the blacktop streets in the rain in the dark when the city was dead the machine gone asleep he could hear himself think and he liked what he saw in his head her sad blue eyes her sad blue eyes he found work at the yard picking apart cars out on springfield and lariat he likes a girl with scars on her arms cause it proves she aint seen what she wants to yet with her sad blue eyes dont you see it boy everythings a circle in this town and the best you give can t fix what cannot be found behind her sad blue eyes behind her sad blue eyes behind her sad blue eyes he put his head to the stone working all day long saving up those dollars and dimes hes got his eye on a ring at the oakwood mall and he likes how the diamond shines theres a quarter acre lot with a trailer on the spot if he can work a deal out on time and they park across the street where they dream and they drink and he says im gonna make you mine and your sad blue eyes  dont you see it boy everythings a circle in this town and the best you give can t fix what cannot be found behind her sad blue eyes behind her sad blue eyes behind her sad blue eyes when theyre naked at night she whispers to him i know you can make it alright but the damage moves in like a ghost from within and a storm grows behind her sad blue eyes when theyre naked night she whispers to him i know you can make it alright but the damage moves in like a ghost from within and a storm grows behind her sad blue eyes
['deep new americana', 'indie folk', 'new americana', 'stomp and holler']