Oxheart Blues

Down by the back roads
Just watch me try
Feet full of winter
Sun rolling from my eyes
Those were the mornings
You left behind
We were just children
You were just getting by

You paint the seasons
Black and blue and just right
And hold it against us
When rainbows don’t come out right
Why lock the doors up?
Come on and help me hide
If freedom is broken
Screaming out hold on tight

Then show me the reasons
Those hoping eyes
Loosen their grip on
Everything warm and bright

Im over the notion
We’re wasting time
We are the infancy
Of a turning tide

Hold on
Hold on