Lyrics by B. Hoshaw / A. Greening
Sitting on a one way
I had a long day
Waiting for my yellow to turn red
Thinking how the last day
Ended the same way
Praying that my soul will soon be fed
Some may say to take a long vacation
But I don’t need to run away from life
All I need is an hour here with you
Sitting on a hillside
Sitting on a hillside
Sitting on a one way
I had a long day
Waiting for my yellow to turn red
But red has never meant stay
For I’m a rebel
Working for the Devil in a cubicle
Some may say to take a long vacation
But I don’t need to run away from life
All I need is an hour here with you
Sitting on a hillside
Sitting on a hillside
Lighting it up
Sitting on a hillside
Sitting on a hillside
Lighting it up
(Sitting on a hillside)
(Sitting on a hillside)
Lighting it up
(Sitting on a hillside)
(Sitting on a hillside)
Some may say to take a long vacation
But I don’t need to run away from life
All I need is an hour here with you
Sitting on a hillside
Sitting on a hillside
Lighting it up
Sitting on a hillside
Lighting it up
(Sitting on a hillside)
(Sitting on a hillside)
Lighting it up
(Sitting on a hillside)
(Sitting on a hillside)
Lighting it up
(Sitting on a hillside)
(Sitting on a hillside)
Lighting it up
(Sitting on a hillside)
(Sitting on a hillside)
from
Funeral Guns,
track released February 21, 2014
Brad Hoshaw - Vocals / Acoustic Guitar / Background Vocals
Matt Whipkey - Electric Guitar / Harmonica
Craig Balderston - Electric Bass
J. Scott Gaeta - Drums and Percussion / Background Vocals / Electric Guitar / Keys / Banjo / Mandolin
Mike Friedman - Pedal Steel
Recorded by J. Scott Gaeta at The Music Factory Productions [Omaha, NE]
Produced by Brad Hoshaw and J. Scott Gaeta
Mixed by Ben Brodin at ARC Studios [Omaha, NE]
Mastered by Doug Van Sloun at FOCUS Mastering [Omaha, NE]