When I got back there's a letter in your room and it's made of something perishable, I can follow you home / But I couldn't rest / No I couldn't rest / Till you walked back through the door / No I couldn't rest, not anymore, not anymore
I was praying to little gods / I was spacing out on Roan Mountain / Someone older than these rocks / Was answering, was answering, was singing / And I knew it was my time / And I knew it was my time / When I died in those hills make me breathe / When I died in those hills I was asleep / And when I died I came back / And when I died I came back
When I died like Jesus Christ oh I came back
When I died like Jesus Christ oh I came back
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