Tasty Tunes [Songs] - Originals

Lyrics:

I woke up this morning with yesterday's cold pot of coffee.
I stare out my window and wonder, "Where is she now?"
Crumbled up papers that lay in a pile beside me.
I can't seem to find the right words to write down.

To write down.
To wirte down.
To write down.
To write down.

We fell like old covered bridges,
The kind I'm pining to burn.
Scattered along this highway,
For fools like me to learn.
I'm going up Green Mountain,
Where nobody feels alone.
An angel left behind me,
And I'm not coming home.

Like coal that fires the furnace to keep us from freezing.
Like the dam that blocks the river but brings us light.
All the choices we make, we know that we make for a reason.
And everything we build with fire comes back with time.

Back with time.
Back with time.
Back with time.
Back in time.

We fell like old covered bridges,
The kind I'm pining to burn.
Scattered along this highway,
For fools like me to learn.
I'm going up Green Mountain,
Where nobody feels alone.
An angel left behind me,
And I'm not coming home.

It's cold and grey where she comes from,
That's winter in the lowlands.
I've seen it from the mountains,
With a crisp December sun.
It's not to say she don't shine bright,
But she had to lift the veil.
That shrouded all my worries,
And sends me down the well.

It's cold and grey where she comes from,
That's winter in the lowlands.
I've seen it from the mountains,
With a crisp December sun.
It's not to say she don't shine bright,
But she had to lift the veil.
That shrouded all my worries,
And sends me down the well.

Down the well...

We fell like old covered bridges,
The kind I'm pining to burn.
Scattered along this highway,
For fools like me to learn.

We fell like old covered bridges,
The kind I'm pining to burn.
Scattered along this highway,
For fools like me to learn.
I'm going up Green Mountain,
Where nobody feels alone.
An angel left behind me,
And I'm not coming home.

We fell like old covered bridges,
The kind I'm pining to burn.
Scattered along this highway,
For fools like me to learn.

Notes:

Performed:

Date: Venue: Location: Event:
03/03/20 Meow Wolf Santa Fe, Nm. for Twiddle