Evening Blooms from Arrive by Will Hutchinson

I’ve been driving 65 all night
Back is aching on this highway of mine
Lost between the sunset and sunrise
As these golden lines tunnel out of sight

The night is turning blue
I must be coming close to you

50 miles south of my hometown
markers passing by I am counting down
I can taste your lips on mine so soon
Smell your hair on me feel my legs on you

The night is turning blue
I must be coming close to you
Coming close to you

The sun doesn’t se when we’re apart
It falls hard on us
But I’m racing home to
Help life it back up
I won’t shut these eyes until they rest on you
Buried in your arms when the evening
Buried in your heart when the evening
Blooms, blooms
You’re the only one when the evening blooms

• Folk
• New Americana
• acoustic pop
• alternative country
• indie pop
• pop folk
• Ossining