Low down
Closer to the ground
Sweet in all the memories
Sliding
Arms down my sleeve
Now I’ve got the time to breathe
When they cut the lights out
I’ll bleed down my arm
But I won’t be there to feel it
I’ll be rolling round warm
Like a baby in a womb
Or desert bones buried in a tomb
So can you keep the lights on
Just for a second
Just for a second
Just for a second
Can you keep the dice spinning
Just for a second
Just for a second
Just for a second
High up
Safe aboard my little ship
I sail on into the reef
Hanging
On by a thread
A thread of blood
A thread of blood inside of me
When they cut the lights out
I’ll bleed down my arm
But I won’t be there to feel it
I’ll be rolling round warm
Like a baby in a womb
Or desert bones buried in a tomb
So can you keep the lights on
Just for a second
Just for a second
Just for a second
Can you keep the dice spinning
Just for a second
Just for a second
Just for a second
The Alabama duo's fifth album exults in dusty Americana, showcasing rich vocal harmonies alongside blissful folk instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
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