Folk acoustic singer songwriter, Slow tempo, sparse, organic, lonely, sad, personal, intimate, nostalgic, Male vocals, acoustic guitar
Walking through this tired life Heavier than yesterday Pushing flowers out my eyes, waiting on the summer rain You see the children play outside Bursting out a thousand suns Do you know what it feels like, waiting till the summer comes? Im not a man who lost it all I still got the light in me Not sinking like a cannon ball Im floating on the endless sea Talking through these tired lines Leave me standing at the gate And let me serve a quiet time, morning birds and summer rain Im not a man who dropped the ball Im just a man who cant relate Still got loving friends to call I just dont have a lot to say From Hickory Glen to Hickory Lane Im waiting on the summer rain Shes traveling south for the sugar cane Im waiting on the summer rain
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