Jacob Fultz - Running

Well I've been thinking back to when I first saw your face
You spoke to me first but that pipe had me way out in space
Hair still wet from the creek and skin red from the heat of the day
We talked about music with a Sprite and a fifth of Bombay
Oh yeah

Fast forward a bit and we were in the same spot celebrating
What was our fourth and unbeknownst to us final year of dating
We drank and sang and danced the whole damn night
Oh God I can't believe that I gave up without a fight

I packed up in the dead of the night and headed way out west
Left you laying there asleep with nothing more than a letter on your chest
Just a simple little phrase followed by sincerely yours and a comma
It read true and said that you would always be my Kentucky mama

Well I heard from an old friend that you still go there to this day
Looking back on our past wondering if you could've changed me someway
Same bottle in your hand hoping I'll come walking up while you're sunning
Oh but baby just like that old creek
I'm still running
Oh but baby just like that old creek
I'm still running

Written by:
Jacob Fultz

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