1988

Текст песни Loner Deer - 1988

I was born near a clear lake where people don't get sad
Oh I'd love to go back to those days
There's some yards, miles away, kinda lost on the hillside
Where I proudly learned to be a grown man

In nineteen eighty-eight tries were always learnings
And hearts truly full of sunrays, I can tell you that
There we fight fo every dollar, folks only hate hassle
As the old Tyler used to say, you know, there's only one home

I miss blue lakes, I miss big oaks
Man it was a humble and a plain life
There we get rid of the overflow
Oh dear I hope it forever stays that way
That I never lose my taste for
The fragrance of damp wood restin' on the shore

In nineteen eighty-eight old ones got brown hard hands
Shaped by coal and scars that held real gemstones
In Tyler's Silverado drivin' to the Sessile Oak
Buildin' stories in the stream, every season felt sweet

I grew on the slopes at the edge of the forest
Where there's never any rush, only sap on fingers
I've never really known what's special 'bout this place
It's my one and only home, now I gotta miss the rust

And I freakin' miss blue lakes, I miss big oaks
Man it was a humble and a plain life
There we get rid of the overflow
Oh dear I hope it forever stays that way
That I never lose my taste for
The fragrance of damp wood restin' on the shore
I was born near a clear lake where people don't get sad
Oh I'd love to go back to those days