This song is another one i've been listening to a lot lately, it goes out to Gulfboot's Mom cuz i know she loves this album and this is a beautiful version for a beautiful lady, i fucking love these lyrics and the last verse
you move away when you're young/ take away where you're from/ and all the things out in the trees/ that hang out there in the breeze... it takes me back to my youth, to leaving young and then losing that place a few years later, the rootless feeling, it's the place you call home but you never go there...
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