Description

One-Stop, Americana indie folk heartland rock, Slow tempo, acoustic, nostalgic, sad, regret, lonely, memories, pain, drinking, longing, building, ballad, Male vocals, strings, acoustic guitar, pedal steel, piano, druming, Atlanta, United States

Lyrics

I used to make my father proud
Speaking the words he’d smile at
Innocent and taking vows
When I was younger

Full of scars and my regrets
Erasing pain with intoxicants
Missing the days of innocence
When I was younger

You can ask me
How I came to be
A million souls in a single body
Feel it in my bones
Uneasy desperate tones
A thousand more than I had felt
Young and all alone
When I was younger

I write this note a thousand times
To voice my penance for these crimes
And reminisce of a better time
When I was younger

I used to have such big dreams
I used to know what love means
Back when life had meaning
When I was younger