i must be our ruin i must dead iron don t short sight it s worth it comes to steal mine it comes as it always has and in keeping me hid there must be peace in the morning peace in the night peace in the daylight let it out stand forever does it outstand so plight may it wash all us over and its back breaking crime let it cast me far forward til the end of my life there must be peace when eyes are open peace her eyes to find let us rest till it s over let us soak up the healing tonight
['deep new americana', 'indie folk', 'new americana', 'stomp and holler']