Folk rock, Medium tempo, building, uplifting, inspiring, positive, anthemic, organic, warm, singer songwriter, love song, Male and female vocals, group wordless vocals, ukulele, acoustic guitar, banjo, bass, drums, shaker, strings, piano
Lustily we roamed
And I was wrecked alone,
Gazing upon a perfect frame.
She was counting days,
Somewhere in the fade,
Caught in an artificial haze.
Swallowed by the past
Of songs and photographs,
An heir that she could barely breathe
...baby, we were three
Don't write it off,
The frame fades slow,
Here we part.
I let you go.
Jumped into a lake,
Soaking up the rays,
Me and my holy family
Hunting up a thrill,
Swallowing the pills
And drinking our lonely hearts to sleep.
Ragged, laid to waste,
Just looking for a taste
Of what it was like when we were free
...baby, we were three.
So don't write it off,
The pain fades slow,
Here we part.
I let you go.
Oh, Oh, Oh
I let you go.
Wandering across the face of some restless place, that godforsaken wasteland, where we made our home til winter came and buried us in snow. And every night you slept, I would sink into a bottle, I was only trying to hollow out a place where we'd escape that jagged faith, but you found grace in a cafe. Two fallen saints in an alleyway. Reveling in our victory. False sparks ignite in a Midwest sky above to guide us home. And now I surely know, I can't let you go.
Oh, oh, oh
I can't let you go.