Fierce And Delicate Things Lyrics

The bash comes to a crash again

Out of substance and out of sight

Stole a sadder day to ride away

Out in to the misty night

Offhand I let go of the wheel

Lucky to miss the trees

Aimless then like my drifting friend

Living on the breeze

Took freedom down the boulevard

Reflecting on everything

From the hurricane to the coastal queen

All the fierce and delicate things

The ones that wear the white jeans

Our spines grow weary from the weight

But the covers haven't torn

Unwritten chapters lie within

The pages keep us warm

Down low I let go of the wheel

But someone had a hold on me

With a far off plan and a steady hand

She said why not Cherokee

Took freedom down the boulevard

Reflecting on everything

From the wild fire to the canyon queen

All the fierce and delicate dreams

The ones that wear the white jeans

Took freedom down the boulevard

We talked about everything

The days of gold to the worst we'd seen

All the fierce and delicate things

The ones that wear the white jeans