Juday Lyrics
- Genre:Acoustic
- Year of Release:2014
Lyrics
Why do farmer's wives take age
The way they love grandchildren and Sundays
It never stopped a little boy from clinging to the hemline or frostbite.
I wonder if little things magnetize always to
The elder memories, the makings of wrinkled skin
And I wonder what I can't see gazing up with baby teeth
The crow flies a straight line from seconds to "always be near me, my love"