the rains been making my woodstove hiss theres a hole in the ceiling theres a hole in the ceiling that i cant fix ive been tripping on my fever someones casting spells on me someones casting spells on me and im getting healed and i call all the angels and i tell em that im sorry you know life comes from every angle when you let go of your worries oh darling let go ive been drinking all your water cause this rain makes me thirsty this rain makes me thirsty and i must drink ive been singing to your daughters theyve been singing along with me theyve been singing along their harmonies sound good and i call all the angels and i tell em that im sorry you know life comes from every angle when you let go of your worries oh darling let go ive been catching all the drips in a pot im boiling up the rain now im boiling up the rain and im making tea god came to me in a vision as i drank my god was the fire my god was the storm outside my god was my dinner my god was my banjo my god was the highway my god was my astro van my god was my audience my god was your laughter my god was your soul my god was our soul screaming down from the stars singing my god and your god may not be the same but they probably are and i call all the angels and i tell em that im sorry you know life comes from every angle when you let go of your worries yeah momma let go
['deep new americana', 'indie folk', 'new americana', 'stomp and holler', 'western americana']