Moscow Mule by Skinned Knees

The field is full of fuzz
In the distance there's a hum
Let's go for a run
After the show

Logs roll back and forth
sleep underneath the porch
and eventually become a torch
for all my friends

I should have called you
but my hands were busy doing other things
The phone begins to ring and I'm not there

Your hair has grown so long
In the gravel there's a song
The world is made of fog
when will it snow?

You words I cannot shake
over backwards I bend and brake
Will someone take me to the lake
before the sun explodes?

I should have called you
but my hands were busy doing other things
The phone begins to ring and I'm not there
I'm underwater
but I'll show up if you can pull some strings
The band begins to sing and I'm not there

Ride in on a moscow mule
and after I've had a few
I'll be headbanging in the barn
just singing this song for you

• Alternative
• alternative
• field recording
• folk
• indie
• indie folk acoustic
• indie rock
• indiepop
• Ypsilanti