Letra de Long Creek Bridge
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Walk me home, the bars have all closed down and I'm all alone, or drive me far, the night seems distant through the windows of your car, I wanted something substantial, do your friends determine who you are? Let's go outside, drink meaning into the frame and then let it slide, if I were you I'd turn invisible like all the crickets in the night, were they singing you a kind of elegy? That would be cool but we'll have to wait to learn how to play it
I saw someone I knew hitchhiking along the Long Creek Bridge on 78, on some far distant night in a THC haze he asked me trivia it was great, but you know that I was paralyzed with fear, I wish I had stopped too say "Hey, we're still friends!"
"If my heart was a plant, it would desire you to sing to it, to listen when it communicates its needs through the color of its leaves and the dryness of its soil. If your heart was a plant, my roots and leaves would slowly and carefully reach out to meet you. Our hearts would remain independent, our roots intertwined."
SO I learned to play a kind of dirge for thee, we can sing it together if we wait... wait... wait...
Okay. 2! 3! 4!
I saw someone I knew hitchhiking along the Long Creek Bridge on 78 though I didn't stop to pick them up I know we could've talked til it got late, you're not defined by your friends but sometimes it can still hurt when you notice they're all hurting too, we've gotta share such a small town so let's keep it in a saturated hue.
I saw someone I knew hitchhiking along the Long Creek Bridge on 78, on some far distant night in a THC haze he asked me trivia it was great, but you know that I was paralyzed with fear, I wish I had stopped too say "Hey, we're still friends!"
"If my heart was a plant, it would desire you to sing to it, to listen when it communicates its needs through the color of its leaves and the dryness of its soil. If your heart was a plant, my roots and leaves would slowly and carefully reach out to meet you. Our hearts would remain independent, our roots intertwined."
SO I learned to play a kind of dirge for thee, we can sing it together if we wait... wait... wait...
Okay. 2! 3! 4!
I saw someone I knew hitchhiking along the Long Creek Bridge on 78 though I didn't stop to pick them up I know we could've talked til it got late, you're not defined by your friends but sometimes it can still hurt when you notice they're all hurting too, we've gotta share such a small town so let's keep it in a saturated hue.
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