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I could spend a life time singing songs, but nothing would come out of that. I swear, the Lord would shoot me down from some high holy place, hidden among the thorns that lay his head. His aim would be precise, and I would fall down with little hope of ever standing up again. I wouldn't fight this anymore. What's the point of swinging at the air? What a sad and sorry ending to a story written long ago. The difference is this chapter ends at twenty two and I can't figure out what happens next. What happens next? I could spend a life time sitting here, residing with my best friends for a year. I tell them everything's alright, my heads on straight. I can't complain. They ask, "then why does every song have so much blame? Maybe you're the one's whose changed?" I know, I'm not the same. Maybe after all there's no more blame. What a sad and sorry ending to a story written long ago. The difference is this chapter ends at twenty two and I can't figure out what happens next. I just can't skip ahead to chapter twenty three to find out what will happen next to me. My heart tells me to stay. My mind tells me to travel. I have brothers in arms, but our legs move us far away. I have trouble committing to these words that I say so maybe after all this time the stories changed...