I'm waiting in the pines
I'm waiting in the forest
So we started walking
and knew they couldn't harm us
now the wind is crying
misting morning dawn breaks
{Bridge}
walk back to the flats
gallons in our hands
{Verse}
sweet thursday is calling me by
up to morning break
sweet thursday is calling me by
up to morning
sweet thursday is calling
me by up to morning break
sweet thursday is calling
me by up to morning break