Ariel from Brushy Rides by Brushy Rides

Rode down to the riverside to wash my soul away

Cast it all into the light

At the end of the darkest road

The wrong things seem so right


Ariel

Where will we go, what will they say when we’re gone

Are you sorry babe

For the runaway

It seemed to me there was nothing left to see

Oh Ariel


Tangled are the limbs, climbing to the sky

Arms of many reaching for the sun

And a green sea shines, but there are no signs

To lead me from this awful deed I’ve done


Ariel

Do you miss the farm

From the badlands where we sleep

Alone again, with a jar of sin

Will the next life be so dark and deep


I am the rider, guilty as I am

But I do not hold the reins

Strides from the wire, could you feel the fire

Lift the words the angel sang


Ariel

Where will we go

What will they say when we’re gone

• Americana
• Contemporary Folk
• Folk
• bluegrass
• singer-songwriter
• Wilkesboro