Words and music by Erik Walters / Steven Aguilar / Jeff Pianki
lyrics
Broken down in Wilsonville
Daylight falling round the golden hills
I've been running out of reasons
To keep the gas tank filled
What's the point of leaving Wilsonville?
Funny how these quiet towns
Break you down but make you stay somehow
You hate it now, then one day it becomes you
When it eats away your will
What's the point of leaving Wilsonville?
Always said I would get out
See the world someday
Always planning my escape
But life gets in the way
Could wait it out another year
But there's no time left to kill
What's stop me from leaving Wilsonville?
I've been running up the meter
As the sun rolls down those hills
Packed up driving with the backseat filled
Just a thousand miles more of road until
I find a town that looks a lot like Wilsonville
credits
from Bermuda Dunes,
released March 20, 2020
Erik Walters - Vocals / Guitar / Synth
Sean Lane - Drums / Percussion
Andy D Park - Loops / Glockenspiel / Synth
Ed Brooks - Pedal Steel
Samuel Rosson - Loops
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