If winter is cold and empty
Summer
Is fire in the blood
Bourbon on the lips
Out here
On these mountains
Where the dust settles
In the valley
Like the floor of the churches
Along the tracks in your hometown
We learned
About fire raining down burning the alter and the dirt around it
Survivalism is our anthem
Overcoming
Is what we are
And we didn’t have much
But it was enough
authenticity is learned
Like intimacy
And truth
She teaches herself
How to live
How to overcome
How to be anything
And you are earth
Grounded
She is sky
Higher than
What they are selling
She’s ok with the finer things
She’s ok with the little things
She’s always growing
Alright
You have to keep going
You have to keep growing
You have to understand
Anything can change
Anything can happen
There’s no rules
summer
On the mountain
It used to be the kind of
Thing
You were carefree
Trains on the track
Gas in the Datsun
You were and you weren’t
Time after time
It’s alright
We become as we grow
Fire in her eyes
Lonely isn’t empty
You get knocked out
Broke down
Let down
Time after time
You build yourself back
You build yourself back
You pour out the bitter
You cut out the root
You keep growing back
Like these mountains
Like these roads
Only local understands
You continue
She continues
You continue
We continue
Go
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