The Starlings: Music & Lyrics

Roll on down babe, roll on down
Well I guess it was just everything took a whole lot outta me
I’m not sick though, I just feel slow
It’s gonna take me a little while just to let it all go

Lay me down a blanket on your floor
Put a kettle of sweet water on the stove
Well I need a warm fire to lose my gaze inside of
Oh, meditate my soul

My whole head babe, my whole face
Well, both my hands start trembling when I lose my grace
I’m not sick though, and last night I drove
For hours straight under the weight of a pearly moon

Lay me down a blanket on your floor
Put a kettle of sweet water on the stove
Well I need a warm fire to lose my gaze inside of
Oh, meditate my soul

I lay my head down, lay my head down on thee
I lay my head down, lay my head down on thee

So roll on down babe, roll on down
Yeah, roll on down that mountain of your best-laid plans
I write the words and I raise my arms
And wake to hear the midnight stars say I try too hard

Lay me down a blanket on your floor
Put a kettle of sweet water on the stove
Well I need a warm fire to lose my gaze inside of
Oh, meditate my soul