Indiana

(álbum: Hours Were The Birds - 2014)

Daddy wanted me to leave it
Indiana, Indiana in the cold
Said "you know you really don't need it
Leave the fame for the road"
I remember when I was leaving
I was only six years old
Oh how my heart was beating
About ready to explode

One shot honey collect it all
The dust inside the rusted souls
You should get a ride cause you can't control
The heart that beats under the bone

Come on my combat chameleon give it up
You've got your life to attend to, buttercup
You're entertaining the talk that is told through the teeth of the Mouths of the millions dying to meet ya
Little do they know

The Mississippi river won't kill you
Unless you stand too close my dear
Take you to Louisiana
A long long way from here

And the war's been a long time coming
Yes, a long long war's gonna come
We're standing at the end of a story
At the foot of a palindrome

One shot honey collect it all
The dust inside the rusted souls
You should get a ride
Cause you can't control
The hear that beats under the bone

Come on my combat chameleon give it up,
You've got your life to attend to, buttercup
You're entertaining the talk that is told through the teeth of the Mouths of the millions dying to meet ya
Little do they know