Lyrics Watchman - Gregory Alan Isakov

Our love was untested, never rested
Slipping through our city fingers
Always dressed up, but never picked up
Watch every headlight cruising past our door

Oh oh oh
Who's gonna pick us up?
Oh oh oh
The night is starting to ache
Oh oh oh
Who's holding the reins?
Oh oh oh

And that sonar satellite that sings to us in Universe
We're just hard stone but so easily broken
Like crumbling ruins off the coast of Spain

Oh oh oh
I'll keep watch tonight
Oh oh oh
When the coyote come
Oh oh oh
I'll be your watchman
Oh oh oh
While they're just flashes
They're just flashes

So take me however I seem to be, haunted I know
Our love got lost out there
Arm in arm, we'll light our torches
And search the fields behind the houses

Oh oh oh
Our love is hungry and cold
Oh oh oh
Here in the first snow
Oh oh oh
Leave a trail of stones
Oh oh oh
So we can make it back
Oh oh oh
Our love is hungry and cold
Oh oh oh
Our love is hungry