As the future takes its fit I fear just as would it for me
There's a pail crow puking gospels but they're just too tall to see
The lights faded on the first act but a monologue still rides,
They're confused right now and they need someone but I'm not there to decide
So satanic barristas, won't you take an ebb from me,
And craft a practical joke fit for all the world to see?
The forrestries are toothpicks flexing fires fit for trees,
And as the future breaks its fit I fear as God wills it for me
credits
from Fairbanks,
released April 30, 2016
jessie cheshire mixed this in a garage in 2015
On “Meet Me By the River,” Dawn Landes’s self-described “Nashville record,” buoyant country melodies settle deep into lush instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable May 7, 2018