Uh huh.
the canyon of your kind.
I made peace along the terraces in time.
Kissed and
creeped without a sound to share your wine.
Now I'm drunk off what I never
dared to find.
Tace of salt,
sandy ridge of mine.
Deserts in these hills,
smoke blue cold too close to chase.
Tace of salt,
sandy ridge of mine.
Moving western lands,
moving over lines.
So nice to meet you, what's your name?
Where you been?
I heard the horrors of the home of Gunter and Wynne.
It's such a shame to see the eyes of such a
golden soul go *** at the hands of the wildfire.
So nice to meet you, what's your name?
Where you been?
I heard the horrors of the home of Gunter and Wynne.
It's such a shame to see the eyes of such a
golden soul go *** at the hands of the wildfire.
Arms asleep, making our way into night.
Hearts are deep just like the oceans we survived.
Bentamon so you can see me where you lie.
Over now but for the colors in our eyes.
The taste of salt,
worn and beaten babe.
Sharing light with whatever soul wait.
Buzz myself off bridges and canoes.
Glidden down the river has to choose.
So nice to meet you, what's your name?
Where you been?
I heard the horrors of the home
of Gunter and Wynne.
It's such a shame to see the eyes of such a
golden soul go *** at the hands of the wildfire.
So nice to meet you, what's your name?
Where you been?
I heard the horrors of the home
of Gunter and Wynne.
It's such a shame to see the eyes of such a
golden soul go *** at the hands of the wildfire.
So nice to meet you, what's your name?
Where you been?
I heard the horrors of the home of Gunter and Wynne.
It's such a shame to see the eyes of such a
golden soul go *** at the hands of the wildfire.