by James Hyland

It's a dark and weary world, get your head up out of your hands

You’ve got your back to the wall, waiting for a windfall, and nothing ever goes as planned

Swear you've seen it all, yeah, you swear you've seen 'em come and go

You’ve seen a man you didn't meet die down at your feet before you played a Gospel show, Gospel show

You played a Gospel show

Hear twin fiddles playing dead melodies

To a beat you can't unlock without a double stocked

Guitar shaped skeleton key

You drive on through the night, you're northern California bound

There's just something in the air keeps you wanting to go there

You never wanna turn around, turn around

You never turn around

Night time on Highway 1 outside a west coast town

I’ve got the lights in the dashboard off just to calm me down

There's a sign for Half Moon Bay, I can hear the country station play

It reminds me of a lonely girl, It's a dark and weary world

Dark and weary world, a dark and weary world

A weary smile, it'll cover your pain, time's gonna stain your soul

You better watch what you reap once you're down too deep, you usually find yourself alone

I tried to light this fire the darkness consumed the sound

You can't carry dead weight the more you hesitate

The further it just brings you down, it brings you down

It just brings you down

Night time on Highway 1 outside a west coast town

I’ve got the lights in the dashboard off just to calm me down

There's a sign for Half Moon Bay, I can hear the country station play

It reminds me of a lonely girl, It's a dark and weary world

It’s a dark and weary world, a dark and weary world

A dark and weary world, a dark and weary world