[ Featuring the Broken Strings ]
It's for certain the sky is falling
The wind is blowing
The leaves are calling
If we go we'll be gone for years
I remember stuck in the desert
Me in a tie you in a mini skirt
Our only friends
Lesbians and queers
I don't know what's wrong or right
I just don't need much sleep tonight
Two sleeping bags up on a roof
And if the stars weren't enough
She's talking whispering in my ear
Her voice is like a canyon
Like a diamond mind that's been abandoned
A resting spot for possum and bear
All my secrets keep falling out
Every time I open my mouth
Let's go back to Tennessee
Let's go back to Tennessee
Let's go back to Tennessee
Let's go back
