Isadora (feat. Holly Henderson)

The stolen red horizons stolen red horizons of my home town

Can’t see over all the hills, all the houses that we built for light any more

Just a painted roof like the tip of an iceberg for me

Plumes of dusty roads leaving all of the ashes at my feet

I won’t get too far

Leaving you is hard for me

A battered hedge of flowers and bicycles lie against broken walls

I try to pick my feet up but I don’t even know my way back any more

Who dug up all the roses and left them to fade in the garbage?

I thought there was a birch tree, but I found her body at my ankles

I won’t get too far

Leaving you is hard for me

I won’t get too far

Leaving you is hard for me