Shasta - Mat Kearney

Hometown remind me

Where I come from

Before the days of the hit and run

Running from the blue blights

Jumping trains in midnight

Never more alone or more alive

Hat tricks in the stadium

Baby look how far we’ve come

Casualties are littered all the way

Cause we got miles left to go

To a place that I don’t know

They told me the ground was gold but I can’t see it

One last time through the woods

In my old neighborhood

It tastes so bittersweet I can’t believe it

Hands in the cement

Stickers on the ceiling

Falling asleep to the werewolves

Pop the clutch on the v-dub

Throwing pebbles at your window

As we roll away in the pouring rain

Call at you all the tower lights

Singing out in the holy night

Lord tell me you’re not done with me

Cause we got miles left to go

To a place that I don’t know

They told me the ground was gold but I can’t see it

One last time through the woods

In my old neighborhood

It tastes so bittersweet I can’t believe it

Innocence yeah die slowly

We’re all falling, in the glory

Innocence yeah die slowly

We’re all falling down

Hometown remind me

Where I come from

Before the days of the hit and run

The moss and the pine trees

I can taste the caffeine

How the fiery blaze when you look at me