Hutchins & Hunt Hundred Year Moon Lyrics

Memories left unearthed
thoughts and scenes from birth
the haze these days is think again
thicker than it should have been

like we will do
how 'bout you?

rooms covered in dust
return to them yes you must
rain falls on a roof of tin
porch swing only sways with the wind like we still do
how 'bout you?

no more fields to tend
no more wounds to mend
much more than a dream to me
'cause here is where I bleed

like we once knew
how 'bout you?

hundred year moon
gone too soon