Indie rock, Slow tempo, Americana, dreamy, airy, heartland, singer songwriter, light, warm, hopeful, positive, uplifting, alternative country, Male vocals, electric guitar, bass, drums, organ, acoustic guitar, tambourine, harmonica
I woke up in the sea It washed over me I mapped it out, but it sucked me back down I woke up and the sky had crushed down and I I woke up with a knife in my back, but got back up to fight They said get out, get out, while you can Get out, get out, you better take my hand I slept through the night, and saw the stars inside They revealed every truth and every lie I slept through the night, and the moon well it spoke It held that knife to my throat and said, You dont always get for what you hoped. They said get out, get out, while you can Get out, get out, you better take my hand
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