J. Tillman - Vacilando Territory lyrics
[J. Tillman - Vacilando Territory lyrics]
Through the panhandle morning
All our plans were sitting on the skyline
Throwing fire outside the window
Breaking bows over our arrows
'Til we couldn't hit the kill
Zone if we tried the golden desert floor
Is holding up the heavens
The space it will be tending for a while
The way you spoke about the unknown
Shook my twenty-five year old bones
And made me unsure I was someone's only son
You're my, you're my brother
You're my, you're my brother
You're my, you're my brother
You're my, you're my brother
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