Soundtracks - You and Jake - Evening Hymns lyrics

You hung around the bush like you were woodsmoke. What's it like to be hardly there? Spirits playing spoons with your bones. And I could feel you in the air. And every transport truck that I see. Is carrying your weight and leaving it on top of me. And memory's got my guts and I like that. It's keeping you so close to me. I can still see you and Jake. Smoking smokes and just dreaming big. I can still hear you and Jake. Cracking jokes and just dreaming big. You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you. You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you. Yes I'm gonna work on you. You hung around my head like a halo. On my mind but barely there. Spirits playing spoons with your bones And I could feel you in the air. And every guitar note that I play. Holds a spot for all the things you'll never have the chance to say. And memory's got my guts and I hate that. It's pushing you so far from me. I can still see you and Jake. Smoking smokes and just dreaming big. I can still hear you and Jake. Cracking jokes and just dreaming big. You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you. You taught me how to be a working man, well I'm gonna work on you. Yes I'm gonna work on you.