Jonathan Wilson - Ballad of the Pines lyrics

Looking for a reason not to stay drunk All the time Fell my way through the creases Of those wrinkled linen sheets Of time You wondered off to Mexico Leaving late no one know you flown It was the moment I made a truce Between the feather and goose Come back speaking Spanish I don't mind Sky water running off the mountain Sliding through the light of dusty souls The feel of what our grows asking the beetle Of the lonely mocking bird When you're running off with money man We all knew there would be no return That was the moment when the breeze Stashed across the wicked sees And came back as the ballad of the pines Sing it with me if your heart is broken This is the ballad of the pines Sing it with me if you're filled with joy For this is the ballad of the pines Sing it with your best friends sing it to you The ballad of the pines They are scared and their like temples sing it to them The ballad of the pines