Oh, to rest my head upon your knee
Such a simple plea, and yet will never be
to once more rest my head upon your knee
The train it slows, it quickens and it slows
and I see two horses penned up in the snow
on a plot of ground with no room to turn around
what I wouldn't give to set them free
and once more rest my head upon your knee
And it's the same shape
with the same lonely heartbreak
It's the same damn road, cruel and long
it’s the same place that they ain't coming back from
But I don't want to cry or holler like a child
I just want to rest upon you for a while
I open up the paper and I read
of the plastic island ever-growing in the sea
the baby albatross dying slowly on the rocks
with a belly full of our debris
what will it take to finally let them be?
And once more rest my head upon your knee
And it's the same shape
with the same lonely heartbreak
It's the same damn road, cruel and long
it’s the same place that they ain't coming back from
But I don't want to cry or holler like a child
I just want to rest upon you for a while
I finish up my coffee and I dream
of our days in the museum in Washington, D.C.
trying just to place the memory of your face...
but the whistle blows and I get up to leave
beside me sits the cold and empty seat
where I would rest my head upon your knee
And it's the same shape
with the same lonely heartbreak
It's the same damn road, cruel and long
it’s the same place that they ain't coming back from
But I don't want to cry or holler like a child
I just want to rest upon you for a while
The lyrics are so direct and clever, beautiful singing and guitar playing with tasty rhythms and decorations on top. So much heart, while being executed really well. Favourite song is Hours. Robert Dickson
The Alabama duo's fifth album exults in dusty Americana, showcasing rich vocal harmonies alongside blissful folk instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024