Kiss Me from Rust by Christopher Bell

20 dollars, my grandpas watch
ripped jacket, wooden cross
all my possessions in tattered cloth
these things are yours

let your dress sway with the breeze
we'll waltz in time with the trees
the birds will sing us to sleep
as we lay down in the grass

kiss me soft and kiss me sweet
in the rubble of the street
i lay my heart at your feet
oh kiss me, as the world(hold for a measure) burns

yesterday is dust and smoke
only god gets the joke
he's laughing back at home
tomorrow may never come

let your dress sway with the breeze
we'll waltz in time with the trees
the birds will sing us to sleep
as we lay down in the grass

kiss me soft and kiss me sweet
in the rubble of the street
i lay my heart at your feet
oh kiss me, as the world(hold for a measure) burns

• Alternative
• Cello Rock
• Folk
• Quirky Pop
• Rock
• USA
• Nashville