Songtext
I know a secret spot, clearest water that can be got
Trespass a half a mile, cross the road and go on awhile
Woody Guthrie, Karl Marx, throwing rocks in to cypress bark
Sometimes it's obvious, the water belongs to all of us
You might think that you own it, but somebody stole it
In Medina, if we race, there's an apple ice cream soft-serve place
Man, the locals think we're weird
But I'm just really glad you're here
Show you all my favorite places,
Come to Texas to see what space is
Where you might meet David Stone
And he won't tell you welcome home
But I'm not leaving until he says it
Love you, I love you, I love you, I do
And I'm sorry sometimes you can't tell that it's true
When i push you, I push you, I push you away
It is hard to give love when you've only gotten pain from it
Hill Country, bluest sky, rich folks come out here to die
Or they ship off their black sheep kids
May rehab keep their habits hid
Or at least just shove em down,
So they can stay above the ground
But I come out here to sing, to learn, to love, to swim,
To cling to everything that keeps me breathing
Love you, I love you, I love you, I do
And I'm sorry sometimes you can't tell that it's true
When i push you, I push you, I push you away
It is hard to give love when you've only gotten pain from it