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‘Back To The Beginning’

Summer night, whisky charm,
Moaning like a low-strung guitar.
We cross the border, here we are,
Here we are.

Sink the 8-ball, wrack my brain,
A miracle, we're not insane.
Long drive in the killing rain...

Lungs fill with smoke,
Like the breath of the devil.
These stupid things,
That bind me to you.
Somehow we go, back to the beginning,
We always do.

Your name tattooed on my left arm,
Lake Erie sunrise in a stolen car.
And the birds… are silent.

If you forgive, I will forget,
Everything that happens next.
Safe here, in the space
Between my fingers and the frets.

Lungs fill with smoke,
Like the breath of the devil
These stupid things,
That bind me to you.
Somehow we go, back to the beginning,
We always do.

Summer night, whisky charm,
Moaning like a low-strung guitar.
We cross the border, here we are…

Lungs fill with smoke, like the breath of the devil
These stupid things, that bind me to you.
Somehow we go, back to the beginning,

Lungs full of smoke,
Like the breath of the devil.
These stupid things, that bind me to you.
Somehow we go, back to the beginning…

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from And The River Reveals Herself, released October 27, 2018

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Rob Lamothe Ontario

The Toronto Star says I am ‘a mercurial artist who slides effortlessly from rustic roots music to soulful country pop to full-blown rock balladry’. Works for me!

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