Vines on the Old Fence

Music The LNCR leads a long dirt road together by a mill where shadows play hands that held me voices soft and cracked pulling at the heart I gave away. Music Wooden table can and friends for the rush of cities wild and untamed like rivers swelling after springtime rain the laughter shared under harvest skies binding me with threads I can't explain. Carry me home where the broods run deep like fireworks in a stormless storm we yithered side go by side hearts and life on the old fence line forever calling yours and mine. The arms that welcomed me in the sacred ground oh carry me home where the broods run deep where the fire warms and stores the storm we yithered side go by side hearts and life on the old fence line forever calling yours and mine. And if the shadows lengthen if the light grows dim we'll sing the songs that mend what life breaks and no distance severs what the soul holds tight in every breath through the night one thread enduring true coming back to where my heart knew you. Carry me home where the broods run deep where the fire warms and stores the storm we yithered side go by side hearts and life on the old fence line forever calling yours and mine. Whispers fade but the call remains hands that held me easing all my pains pulling at the heart I gave away LMC come with me, forever calling.