Somerset (Wild Method Workshop Recording) - Dowsing

I wrote a record to highlight you in song

By the time I was done, it was Fall

The trees have lost their leaves

They look like skeletons

With piles on the ground from all their broken limbs

The twenty minute drive felt more like twenty-four

And I can’t shake the feeling of Somerset anymore

Stayed up late to reevaluate the meanings

See where I went wrong

Pass the cemetery

Get on the highway right by your house

It’s the dead things that haunt me

And I just want to feel alive again