Traveling through the graveyard with a suitcase full of sparks
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
I lit up every campfire that I found out in the dark
I cut down all the cotton wood
I picked up all the arrow heads off the buffalo trails of the Indians
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
that oklahoma sky kept cutting through
along the tracks with the runaway
he just talked and talked and talked
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
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I quit counting stars that night
in the cold by the satellite field
I quit panning for gold digging holes
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
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I swam across the pancho
I took that train to cantalo
I opened up my guitar case but all the songs were blue
I haunted all the alleys I drifted down the valleys
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
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I quit casting hooks off the california cost
we held so dear
I quit flashing smiles and running wild
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
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I threw my bottle in to the ocean
but she never wrote me back
all those countless days along the sea of blue
I learned the language of the mocking bird
but she took and twisted all my words
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
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I'll meet you in the graveyard with the winter trees and stars
and we'll open up that suitcase full of sparks.
credits
from The Runaway Kid,
released June 7, 2014
Written by J Wagner/G.A. Isakov/ R. Scott
The Icelandic songwriter packs her stunning debut with sweeping melodies delivered via intimate, folky arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2023