Feel the wood lying below our bare-feet,
Far from worries of those city streets,
They all wash away like the summers sinking beach
And I know
I’ve got to leave the island.
Never feels the same way when it ends.
Summer lovers, now we’re just old friends,
But by my age I've learned
That you can’t always win
And I've given up for trying,
All the clutter and the mess,
Crafting songs out of our loneliness,
When I'm surrounded by the ones who love me best,
Oh It's when I feel the most like crying.
So I take that ferry and I start anew,
And I bid this season adieu,
Just know that I’ll always think of you
Whenever I get back to the island.
Soulful guitar interplay form the heart of this lovely Americana collaboration from Dave Alvin and Jimmie Dale Gilmore. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 2, 2018
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