bloody maple from subtle hauntings by Faith Maddox

Said I'm tired of being young
But I don't wanna get older
Think I'll be my best at twenty-one
You said your mother's getting sicker
And there's nothing you can do
You feel time slipping through your fingers
And I think I feel it too

And what did we ever do here
But wish we were somewhere else?
This place is like a ghost town
Every face is different now

I don't know myself anymore
Sold my name to a dream
Thinking it would be good company
Now I can't tell
The reflection that's mine
Amongst the faces I've made to cope
With the loneliness of being alive

I feel haunted by the tree in my front yard
Its leaves glowing blood-red in the fall
And what I wouldn't give to be so small
As to live in its branches once more

• Alternative
• Kansas
• alt-country
• folk
• prairie
• singer-songwriter
• Lawrence