Originally Posted By: floyd jane
Such an interesting narrative, Robert.

A truly beautifully descriptive lyric.

"past the freeway that buried this town"
"city lights the unreachable shore"
"conducting his private storm"
"cutting golden life in ripples"
"when the wheat turns the colour of her hair"
"calls her name as a prayer"

...and many more...

The heart of folk music. Enjoyed.

floyd


Yes! Very nicely told story. The "band" was absolutely perfect. Love the finger-picked guitar and fiddle. Your vocal is as good as I've heard from you (or almost anyone else). Really excellent work!! Take care. Greg