Out Fayette

OUT FAYETTE come home, pass the time no longer steal or borrow leave the young fruit on the vine if there’s a highest point to climb I’m gonna stick around tomorrow and keep searching near and wide like a hawk and dove i need relief of love come home, pass the time you’ve thrown your arms around a fool I gotta leave, I don’t know why out fayette to the west side they’re staring down the pointed arrows and circling round the skies like hawks and doves we all need relief of love I stumbled playing drums for the band I counted off wild and afraid help me find the way, will you brother? for we know it all by memory deep in the memory sometimes I think we’re frozen in bronze like hawks and doves in a relief of love