歌词
I find it hard to know why I'm talking lately
And I found my heart somewhere over on East Street
Where we got into a car, never looked back as the sun was rising in
Mountains of cows, they were mad cause we were stealing shit
You took a right, scratching second you never missed third
So I found our light under a tree in our neighbors yard
And we all cried wrapped around moonlight pine
We all lied about not wanting to go backwards
Over the backwoods
Up around Mill Creek
Turn after everything
Turn after everything
Turn after turn after turn