Kevin Breit - Field Recording lyrics

What was born from kiss and tell Grew to vows on the carousel Day in, day out Full on faith full on doubt Feed the lamp it's kerosene Tune the harp with a rusty key I'll dream you up a melody And sing it with all that's inside of me Ruth lays down to witness her own Field Recording Truth lays down and whispers and is captured on a Field Recording Sister Melinda's on the lam Hiding from her confidence man Every scheme has an easy mark He had her pegged from the very start Ruth lays down to witness her own Field Recording Truth lays down and whispers and is captured on a Field Recording Four generations cut down the trees You wouldn't cross this family But a holy brush fire charred the saw Some believe it was an act of God Ruth lays down to witness her own Field Recording Truth lays down to whisper and is captured on a Field Recording Don't roll your eyes when you look at me I'm more of a man than what you see I stepped right up and missed the prize A fair game wears a thin disguise Ruth lays down to witness her own Field Recording Truth lays down and whispers and is captured on a Field Recording