There's a little light that burns
In this room a heart that yearns
There's always a reason to believe
It's quiet now peaceful here
I can count on the fingers of just one hand
The number of times you treated me well
Sometimes I think just damm it all to hell
Cheers down the hatch again
And oh my love
What's become of me
Oh my love rescue me
I miss you like I miss the truth
I took some chances and I nailed a few
Every drink I take brings me down a peg or two
I'm in so deep I'm drowning here
The fires built under the belly of the ship
Hard men talked while it crackled and spit
You're in trouble here if your face don't fit
The winds whippin up I took a wrong turn
Now this place looks just like hell
Boards on the windows and nailed shut doors
Broken benches where men sat and talked
No dreams to dream here anymore
Oh my love
What's become of me
Oh my love rescue me
The Devil he walks the Tollemache Road
His foot prints clear in the virgin snow
In Flaybrick no flowers grow
It's bitter cold this is a bad road
There's a little light that burns
In this room a heart that yearns
There's always a reason to believe
Its quiet now peaceful here
credits
from Paper Ships,
released August 1, 2019
Kete Bowers : Acoustic Guitar, Vocals.
Tom Juhas : Electric Guitar.
Aron Goldstein : Pedal Steel Guitar, Dobro Guitar.
Michael Johnston : Piano, Organ,
Josh Finlayson : Bass Guitar.
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