Cursed your captain and stow me below
Hold me amongst all your cards
Oh we were sea bound and aimless at best
Clutching to the wheel and those charts
But that sea was just a ga...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
Water street is just the same
Oh, honey come back to me
You see itโs lonely and grey in the city
But oh the sun will surely rise
Warm my clothes, and warm your eyes
From the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
Remember when our songs were just like prayers
Like gospel hymns that you called in the air
Come down, come down, sweet reverence
Unto my simple house and ring
And ring
Ring...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
[Verse 1]
Were we the hammer
Were we the powder
Were we the cold evening air
Were we the wild geese
Were we the tall trees
Were we the shot in the air
[Chorus]
And the ba...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
Please, remember me happily
By the rosebush laughing
With bruises on my chin, the time when
We counted every black car passing
Your house beneath the hill
And up until someone...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
The Universe, she's wounded
She's got bruises on her feet
I sat down like I always did
And tried to calm her down
I sent her my warmth and my silence
And all she sends me ba...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
Smoke it flies from whisky mouths
Vagabonds walk this suitcase town
Summer left us beckoning
The cottonwoods were all worn out
Night comes fixing on the day
And the universe...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
[Verse 1]
Hey, how have you been since you let in?
The clouds through your window as it rained
The last time we spoke
You were glued to that telescope
I heard you say it was t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
Turning in the grain again
The bells begin to chime
Time, she says
"there's no turning back
Keep your eyes on the tracks"
Through the fields, somewhere there's blue
Oh, tim...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
Wanna write one for you..
The unwritable girl
Who sleeps in my hand
In this interstate world
Who leaves me for dead
In my ghost town grey
And returns like color t.v
And ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov