Crashing Down from Cut & Dry by Black Star Safari

Storm days of summer, when the waves make you wonder,

Bring me a bowl, full of the answers,
To the questions, that keep me awake,
It felt wrong for so long, now I can't seem to recollect,
Be running round, round, round, round, round,
Retracing my steps,

Crashing down,

Those california skies, they've broken down mountains,
Those california streets, they've broken down minds, broken mine,
But when I've been lost, I always have found it,
But which way do you crawl, when you are blind,

Crashing down,

One day I'll be back again, Some day I'll be back on track, you'll see,
One day I'll look back and laugh, some day i'll be back on track, you'll see

• Electronic
• Experimental
• Folk
• Funk
• Pop
• Rock
• South Lake Tahoe