Roots Music Report

The hours are sinking Sinking low
Light’s gotta come And light’s gotta go

Indicator flashes left or right
Engine starts to wheeze, moan and whine Wonder if it’s gonna make that climb

To find a way
And follow a sign Straight as a bullet Never look behind

Can’t keep from losing you

Sometimes it’s yes And sometimes no Night’s gotta come Night’s gotta go

Indicator flashes left or right
Engine starts to wheeze, moan and whine Think I’ve fallen back too far behind

To find a way
And follow a sign Straight as a bullet Never look behind

Can’t keep from losing you

Whatever You Can

Lately I’ve been Such a fool, it’s true I lied once for me, And once for you Hand in hand
I’ll lead you on down And stop, to stumble Do whatever you can

I’ve been loud and angry, Quiet and ashamed Blinded by pride,
And praying for rain Hand in hand

I’ll lead you on down And stop, to stumble Do whatever you can

Maybe not love Maybe not living

Falling way short
But the world is forgiving