Call from Holed Up by Seth Hanson

I go forward
And I go back
I don't know where I'm headed but I know that I'll get there last.


I ain't studied
And I ain't read
But I'm jumping when I wanna jump and I can see over your head.

So give me space
And give me voice
And I will tell you about the tomb, and we talk about the curse

When the forest
Falls to flame
You can't trust in the sunset, you won't know where it's been

And When the snow falls
On the pines
You can't trust in the stars, 'cause everything will shine

So give me steps
That I can pace
And I will walk when I need to walk, and you can learn to skate

Give me water
That I can waste
If we get really lost, then I guess, at least we're safe

I seen people
I seen ghosts
Sometimes their eyes will flash a color I thought only you could know

I seen sirens
I seen smoke
I seen where you would keep your life if you'd a-managed a better hold

But now there's rope
Coiled at your feet
And there's a burning match in your left hand that your passing back to me

I heard heaven's
Got a golden road
And a telegraph, a grand canyon stamp and an arrow pointing home

Still I go forward
And I go back
I'm not sure where you've gone, you haven't called me yet

So give me patience
Give me sight
Give me a time away from those distractions in my mind

But If you give me one thing
Just Give me joy
And I'll never ask again the past to show me buried bones

• Acoustic
• Country
• alternative
• folk
• indie
• singer-songwriter
• Boston