Description

One-Stop, Folk acoustic, Medium tempo, light, organic, warm, positive, hopeful, simple, sparse, dreamy, airy, delicate, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, pizzicato strings, percussion, Los Angeles, California

Lyrics

Oh little dove, above the flood don’t come down but keep your flight within sight of the sunken ground. water climbing higher as your wings cut through sky waiting on my rooftop just trying to stay dry. when it comes, no one will lift us up, from where we fell nothing to keep and nothing is safe from the flood from the flood You can’t outrun, a fading sun so let down your guard. I won’t forget, but I can live with my battle scars. water climbing higher
as your wings cut through sky waiting on my rooftop just trying to stay dry. when it comes, no one will lift us up, from where we fell nothing to keep and nothing is safe from the flood from the flood