Well its 3 a.m again, like it always seems to be. Drivin northbound, drivin homeward, drivin wind is drivin me. And it just seems so funny that I always end up here, walkin outside in the storm while looking way up past the tree-line. Its been some time…Give me darkness when i’m dreaming. Give me moonlight when i’m leaving. Give me shoes that weren’t made for standing. Give me tree-line, give me big sky, get me snow-bound, give me rain clouds give me a bed time…just sometimes...
Gregory Alan Isakov - 3 a.m.
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