Burnt Bagels Video (MV)

I was up late last night
Mourning crickets and the breeze
And cheap rum drinks, like we made
That one weekend in the trees
If I close my eyes I still hear
The ripples that carried us downstream
And feel that mountain air that kept us up
Making it too hard to sleep
Late-night card games laying on the porch
We held hands and waded in
And made a home from that one weekend
Her and I in that cabin
As I lay there watching her one morning
She got ready for our day
Burns the bagels as she sings
One of those pop songs that she loves
Not a worry in the world
Among the trails and mountainsides
But I'll remember till I die
My hazled queen of the northern pines
So I sit here, with my six-string
Moaning a song sang long ago
But I wonder if you heard this tune
The memories you would come to know