Paper Trails from Storm Born by Mabilene

Paper Trails
(songwriter: Jenny Weaver)

To bring a woman to her knees tell her that she can’t see
Swear she’s lost her mind - kills her defenses
Blowing smoke in her path
Say it wasn’t gonna last
It’s in her blood and she is gonna run

Sitting in an empty room
The walls are bare. It’s coming soon
The night is too far gone to set things straight

One day I’ll learn the lesson of the price I had to pay
But until the morning comes all that I can say is
He didn’t love me
He didn’t love me
He didn’t love me

To bring a daughter to her knees tell her what she could be
If she works hard - show her how it’s done
Filling up her trophy case
There but for the light of grace
Cause you were gone daddy on the run

Paper trails are crumbling
Kindness burns like gasoline
Memory rattles bones until they’ve tired

One day I’ll learn the lesson of the price you had me pay
But until the moment comes, all that I can say is
He didn’t love me
He didn’t love me
He didn’t love me

Mama pile it all away
Shore up for that rainy day
Pick up pennies
Be generous with blame
Don’t know what to love and what to throw away

To bring a woman to her knees tell her that she can’t see
Swear she’s lost her mind - kills her defenses

• Americana
• Folk
• alt-americana
• indie pop
• political pop
• throwback
• Nashville