Yellowstone 1988 from Francis Davies by Francis Davies
Tracklist
| 2. | Yellowstone 1988 | 3:53 |
Lyrics
I could see them
A hundred miles to the West
Marching forwards
Orange helmets, yellow vests
They’d come so far
From Challis up to Jordan
No rain for eight weeks
Every aspen turning golden
In the distance
I could hear the bugle warnings
Sharp spruce crackles
Devastation at my door
It’s chilling
Every acre of land that I knew
Is burning
And no part of the forest
Is quiet
Every tree that stood
Falls in flames
Falls in flames
In the moment
When sparks replaced the starlight
I remembered
A river clear and bright
Though now muddy
And half-dried up by heat
Deep I buried
My aching cloven feet
And no part of the forest
Was quiet
Every tree that stood
Fell in flames
Credits
Written and performed by Francis Davies
Produced by Eric Davies and Francis Davies
License
All rights reserved.
Originally from Concord, MA, Francis is one half of the band Question of the Century. His songs are heavily inspired by the 60s folk music he grew up listening to.