Lake City from Internal Trembling by Seán Barna

Follow me
Just through this canyon
I’ll take you to my beating heart
We could use the rest
Choose to heal
Do you like me?
Do you like how this feels?

Kissing me
With rum in our bellies
Getting high in this coal-fired town
It’s a dream I live
A life I knew
Did you leave me?
Or did I leave too soon?

And other boys just wouldn’t understand
Come be a man
Chop some wood with me
Use both of your hands
And do what you please
In Lake City

Other boys been here in this cabin
I never seem to know their names
So we dance all night
We kill this wine
You feel so good
But I feel only fine

Yet here we are
Here with my people
What a shine they took to you
In the distance a light
A boy and his fire
He may be cold
But his heart burns bright

Other boys just wouldn’t understand
Come be a man
Chop some wood with me
Use both of your hands
While you’re down on your knees
In Lake City

• Rock
• alternative folk
• americana
• lyrics
• rock
• singer-songwriter
• Brooklyn