
Timber Frame Dreams
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- folk pop
- americana
- indie folk
- acoustic
- 2020s
- contemporary folk
Lyrics
Intro
Oh oh
Mmm
Oh oh
Chorus
Wait for the breeze to come home
Where the timber frame is low
Paint is peeling off the wood
Wait for the breeze to come home
Thinking back to the pine tree slope
Thinking back to the thick grey rope
Life was holding its breath there
Life was holding its breath
Post-Chorus
Just still
Keeping still
Sitting still
Verse 1
Lemonade in a mason jar
Copper colored moon hanging over the barn
Crickets clicking
Nothing moving but the clouds above the yard
Chorus
Wait for the breeze to come home
Where the timber frame is low
Paint is peeling off the wood
Wait for the breeze to come home
Thinking back to the pine tree slope
Thinking back to the thick grey rope
Life was holding its breath there
Life was holding its breath
Post-Chorus
Just still
Keeping still
Sitting still
Verse 2
Rusted chains groan
Shadows stretch out long
Heavy air
Quiet is a whole song now
Bridge
Maybe it was easy then
Maybe it was simpler then
Maybe I was honest then
Running out of reasons to leave
Wishing I could stay on the slat
Hearing how the cedar snaps
Everything is frozen there
Chorus
Wait for the breeze to come home
Where the timber frame is low
Paint is peeling off the wood
Wait for the breeze to come home
Thinking back to the pine tree slope
Thinking back to the thick grey rope
Life was holding its breath there
Life was holding its breath
Post-Chorus
Just still
Keeping still
Sitting still
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