Iron & Wine Sundown In The Briars
There go the cops with the tongue? cat teeth
here come the church mice trying too hard
she had a way to be kind with words
i had a knife in the back of my guard
nobody knows when the rain may come
nobody wants to wake up and be cruel
she lock the door and the sun went down
south carolina with nothing to lose
All of the naked boys
and not even i was true
