Cheyenne from II by T.G. Olson

If you love me let me be
We can't trust because of history
Both carrying baggage
There is no shame there is no blame
Just the wreckage as far the eye can see
If you love me let me be
Gave what we could but the well is empty
What we've become and lost in the flames
Made more than our fair share of mistakes
Going back to Cheyenne magic city on the Plains
You went back to South Bend land of the Great Lakes
Because I love you I'm setting you free
Dust to dust forever a mystery
Trying to salvage what remains
Our good names
Collateral damage as far as the eye can see
Going back to Cheyenne magic city on the Plains
Trying to start a new life with some more of the same
You went back to South Bend land of the Great Lakes
Trying to start a new life with some more of the same
If you love me let me be
Because I love you I'm setting you free

• Rock
• ambient
• desert rock
• doom
• drone
• metal
• United States