Your Magic Hour
Let’s ride the dizzy heights. Don’t worry if the light keeps changing. Your magic hour is my one too. Though the sun is fading to a ghost, this day won’t be lost to us, and all we do is  unravelling this thing between me and you.
Hitch your wagon to the sun. Let’s hurry ‘cause
the night keeps falling. Don’t go inside, don’t go so soon. I ain’t tryin’ to read your mind. It’s hard because your eyes keep changing, and all we do is unravelling what’s between me and you.
Molly Florance : violin
Gordon Wallace: mandolin
Brian Yatman: singing, acoustic guitars, bass guitar, slide guitar, piano, samples
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