Crescent Hill

作曲：Ryan Cox

作词：Ryan Cox

Nights with the windows open

Trains through the trees

Bare bones from the winter

Slowly reawakening

Somehow my heart responds to

Spring in Tennessee

Like it has always lived here

And sense is memory

Like how when Crescent Hill

Is wrapped in morning fog

I feel it thinly veils

The land where I come from

How sunlight on the lake

In Southern Oregon

Is the look of a lover's face

I glimpsed when I was young

Hauntingly familiar

Never seen before

Like looking in a mirror

Into another world