The birds are singing their morning song
And i’m walking restless on ando n
But the breeze is slowing me down
The girls are singing their mourning song
Run my dear through the mountains
There’s no escape to fate but try to close your own gate
I’ve hurt and judged harmless men
Took them for granted got scared and ran
But the breeze is slowing me down
The men are singing their mourning song
Run my dear through the mountains
There’s no escape to fate but try to close your own gate
Run my dear through the mountains
There’s no escape to fate but try to close your own gate
There’s a hole in my soul in my heart from the start
On “Meet Me By the River,” Dawn Landes’s self-described “Nashville record,” buoyant country melodies settle deep into lush instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable May 7, 2018