Suitcase Full Of Sparks
(专辑: The Weatherman - 2013)
Traveling through the
graveyard with a
suitcase full of sparks Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you Lit up every campfire I
found out in the
dark Oh, I
cut down all the
cottonwoods I
picked up all the
arrowheads off buffalo trails of the
Indians The
Oklahoma sky was cutting through Along the
tracks with the
Runaway, He just talks and talks and talks Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you I
quit counting stars that night in the
cold by the
satellite field And I
quit panning gold, Digging holes Yeah, I'm just trying to find my way to you Swam across the
Poncha Took a
train to Cataloo Opened up my guitar case and all the
songs were blue I
haunted all the
alleys Lord, I
drifted down the
valleys Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you And I
quit casting hooks off the
California coast we held so dear And I
quit flashing smiles, and running wild Yeah, I'm just trying to find my way to you Threw my bottle to the
ocean, She never wrote me back All the
countless days along the
sea of blue Learned the
language of the
Mockingbird She took and twisted all my words Yeah, I'm just trying to find my way to you And I'll meet you in the
graveyard With the
winter trees and stars Oh, we could open up this suitcase full of sparks