[00:20.30]Morning-Iron&Wine
[00:23.54]Hard light, take the wings of the winter
[00:35.32]Song bird, they were strong hands that held her
[00:47.00]Miles above ground, we can't see you now
[01:33.59]Morning took the reins from the rider
[01:45.00]strong hands on the lap behind her
[01:57.00]They tear her nightgown, we can't see you now