universal sound

up in pocahontas in the cranberry glades

ain't got bars

nor the charge to call her anyways

my mind's a mile a minute

and my thoughts they bark like hounds

i focus on my breathing and the universal sound

i think about my darlin' girl sleepin' all alone

i pray the stars will shoot her all the wishes she can hold

on the day that i return i aim to lay her down

but right now i am focused on the universal sound

i think about tobacco juice and mason jars of shine

i think about the vices i've let take me over time

i recall when i's a baby

i didn't need nothin' around

but a little bitty rattler and the universal sound

i'd close my eyes

it was all so clear

it was all right then

it was all right here

i focus on my breathin' and the universal sound

i let it take me over from the toenails to the crown

of the body that i'm in till they put me in the ground

and i return to the chorus of the universal sound

i've been up on the mountain

and i've seen his wondrous grace

i've sat there on a barstool and i've looked him in the face

he seemed a little haggard

but it did not slow him down

he was hummin' to the neon of the universal sound