every time I think about it
we are driving North
with the ocean to the port side
we are driving North
& things are looking up for you
things are looking up for you
things are looking up for me & you
but here the blood moon is a spotlight
shining on your door
hanging starboard to the red cliffs
pulling me straight to your door
when will this be enough for you
when will this be enough for you
when will I be enough?
& ooh, all that I am after
is that momentary
lapse in judgement
& ooh, it comes at you plain-faced
without sheep’s clothes
to distract you
from the animal I am
I am driving through the canyon
I am crying out
climbing upwards towards the egg moon
it is waning, I am crying out
I know it’s hard to believe
it’s been hard just to believe
I know it is hard to believe in me
I don’t wanna keep on wanting
I wanna make a different choice
I don’t wanna keep on hunting
been using my hands to destroy things
and that is not all that I am after
every time I think about it
we are driving North
with my thumb against your wrist, quiet
wild flowers in the door
credits
from Hiker,
released May 6, 2016
SL: drums, shaker, acoustic guitar
TS: bass, pump organ
AV: electric guitar, acoustic guitar, vocals