[Verse 1]
With a midnight sky and your big brown eyes
Did you stumble on a pearl?
Wake me from a thousand meter stare
With a halo hanging just a little too heavy
And another evening’s curls
Mixed up with the morning in your hair
Like a country girl who came across
cat in the rain
Like a country girl you played it true form
Gonna lay a little pity on a son
Who parted with his name
little shelter a stray in a storm
[Chorus]
try put the past behind
It’s on your pine
Is it or you keep in your canteen?
pressure makes a still might come clean
[Verse 2]
In the simple solitary joy,
temporary comfort
Well, closed eyes and felt I’d slept
a hundred thousand years
Awaking, would disregard the of surrender
Took in the road
And look who’s standing here
We victims of love
almost a morning
know you can’t go home again
But tell me you land
here’s yet another chance
get reborn and here’s greener, hills
To make your final stand
[Chorus]
try put the past behind
It’s on your pine
Is it or you keep in your canteen?
pressure makes a still might come clean
[Verse 3]
a walking that southern coast
Was a lawless piece of heaven
There dives and oyster knives and drown
In the beam lights and rooster fights and don’t remember
My hand busted
And luck winding down
In the Texas setting sun
said, surveying done
We wish you luck and hon
We’re closing in an hour
up the trinity
With no more run
No longer wander all alone on power
And try put the past behind
Perhaps it’s only in your mind
closed the doors nine channel marker seventeen
pressure makes a still might come clean
curse in Spanish
And a cajun as the weather
There’s black on the belly of the yellow ride
Never thought I’d catch myself so calm in the open
Gulf Storm deals and bucket loads and hits from side
