The Years from Proud by Have Nots

So a spark quick became a charge, turned into the current between the stars, from the coast back to where you are like a siren’s call, and maybe it was just in the cards, never stood a chance putting up my guard, I never thought falling so hard wouldn’t hurt at all…

So honey come on and dry those tears, though I may be gone for weeks and months, when I come back I’m in it for the years, and when I’m falling asleep in the backseat, listening to the engine rumble under me, I hope you know there’s only one place I’d rather be…

Like storm clouds clear to the bluest skies, I knew from the minute I saw those eyes, that whatever it took to make you mine I’d do, another late night reach on a static line, from another state in this great divide, there’s no road no miles no time, there’s only you.

• Punk
• Reggae
• Rock
• Ska
• Boston