Guitar and vocals - Karli, lap steel - Billy Hatcher, percussion - Andrew Rudd

Just a stones throw to my home won't you come follow me. You can see the signs are clear, directions ringing in your ears like the wind that blows through the leaves.You gotta have your help in the morning make the sun to meet the day don't you go sleepin away. Making my odyssey through the rugged darkened weeds, just coming up to my knees. You grieve and bear all the weight. Let me look at your fevered face the yellowed white of your eyes. You gotta have your help in the evening to set the night sky rest for your hands shouldn't be so hard to find.

© 2009 ASCAP Karli Fairbanks Music