Her hands, they wring and wave
Waiting for the mail to arrive
Not the letters, that make her stay
It's that fatherly smile
Many miles, many trips along the way
When every house looks the same
Little girl, on the porch every day
Waiting for the mail to arrive
I settled down
Found a better way back out
You, you wrote my name on leather and lace
In the place, where we won't change
But you wrote it wrong
"Same old same" was my thought
If I hit it wrong
Fern-lined edge, and I'll get caught
Hey, I'll grab the sun
And tell everyone
"That boy, he can run!"
Hey, I'll grab the sun
And tell everyone
"That boy, he can run!"
Oh, slow decay
In the field where we played
Oh, slow decay
In the field where we played
credits
released July 2, 2021
Written and Performed by Sun God
Recorded and Mixed by Matt Schimelfenig at The Bunk
Mastered by Ian Farmer at The Metal Shop
Photography, Design and Layout by Jon Weed and Mike Paulshock
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