One hope on this highway
To start again
Headlights through the mountains
Trembling
Memories and family
I'm sorry, but I tried
To love you and to hold you
But now I've gone to take what's mine
Fare thee well
Roots of mine
I never owed you anything
I will carve my own path
With my two hands
Well I got a letter
"Your love is dead" it read
Night stretched into mourning
An empty bed
Oh in all these years
There have been times I've lost control
Oh Lord, please have mercy
Please have mercy on my wicked soul
Well I was wrong
I'm not proud
You know I owed you everything
Oh my home
Oh my name
You only gave me everything
Grace has passed
This I know
You'll never call me son again
I thought I could make this
With my two hands
I didn't feel so bad
'Til that good old sun went down
I didn't have the one
To put my arms around
UK singer-songwriter Alex Pester perfects his homespun baroque pop on an vast, largely home-recorded LP that finds elegance in simplicity. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 3, 2021
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