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Lyrics and music by Julean Rai.
Drew Sowell: Drums
Jon Pickett: Upright Bass
Caleb Hall: Banjo
Julean Rai: Guitar, Vocals, Cajon

Recorded at Dead Canary Studios in Englewood, Colorado. Engineered and mixed by Drew Sowell. Copyright 2015 Julian D Rai, Origen Music, LLC (BMI). All rights reserved.

Lyrics

Woke up to an empty room
Half expecting you, and
Signs up life ...

Drive the 'wagon out to the desert
Down past where the road subsides ...


And I drove through heat
Like an oven on
The mountainsides
The scattered bones
Should I stay the road,
Or just go home?

So I drove the 'wagon out to the trailhead
Got out just to kick around
Some dirt ...

And I know you well enough to know
You understand, but I gather that it hurt, love.

See, what I did
Was belly up
And Shanna, dear
She came up, because
Of the will to quit
And faith in us.

So when it
Seems like it could go on like this
But the thought is just like dancing
On a land mine ...

When kids like us grow up like this
It's hard not to believe the lies,
Sometimes.

Like believing we could ...
It never did the world of "Us" any good,
Or I would.

So I think back to the dissonance
Try to hold on to the
Resolute side ...

Like when you get where you aren't listenin'
And destroy, sabotage, deny ...

I think you love my ways,
But twist my head ...
It's good some days,
And like hell the rest ...
With a wick'd tongue
That song has blessed.

So when it
Seems like it could go on like this
But the thought is just like dancing
On a land mine ...

When kids like us grow up like this
It's hard not to believe the lies,
Sometimes.

Like believing we could ...
It never did the world of "Us" any good

Like believing we could ...
It never did the world of "Us" any good,
Or I would.

Like believing we could ...
Like believing we could ...
Like believing we could ...

Or I would.