Rake Lyrics
- Genre:Acoustic
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Impetus of falling dead
Comes when you're out of your own head
Push them into corners you can't see
They grow into mountains, and now you're buried deep
See how I raked up all the leaves
They'll tarp them into bushels and lug them away
And though I don't admit it, I wish they'd stay
See how I raked up all the leaves