island

when i was four i thought you were a cowboy
california was a sunset and grandma was an island
everyday you spent dancing the 2 step
lassoing cacti and roaming the horizon
then late one night, out on the pacific
off in the distance was her..

some how you knew she needed you
you would need her too

then i got believing you were a railroad conductor
running freight up and down the coast
spend your nights under the moonlight
iron against steel, fire burning bright
then late one night, out on the ocean
all by her lonesome was her.

some how you knew she needed you
you would need her too

as i got older, you did too
you were always there for her and her for you
here we are on the edge of this ocean
and everyone’s hoping you’re here too
late one night, out on the ocean
no longer by your lonesome was you

some how you knew we needed you
you would need us to.

written by sarah cleaver

kate: vocals, electric guitar
sarah: vocals, banjo
ian gorman: bass
julia read: violin
kaylan mitchell: cello
murray stewart-jones: drums, bells