[Verse 1] Boots in the berry mud Seeds in the tread of my sole Red stains on my laces Man Sun burning holes in my clothes Been walking this same sweet row Since the sky was pale and cold Every step tastes sugar Every breath feels old [Chorus] Strawberry miles They go on They go on Red rivers under my feet Sweet little graves where the daylights gone And I just grind my teeth Strawberry miles Yeah they bleed Yeah they bleed All over my calloused hands I keep moving through this candy-colored sea Till it finally eats my plans [Verse 2] Wind plays a crooked tune Like a horn with a busted valve Birds sit and watch me pass Like they know what I can’t solve My shadow’s a stretched-out joke Long neck and broken back I’m laughing I’m limping Still glued to this endless track [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] How long Has this red rug rolled? How far Till the green takes hold? [band hits] Hands shake From the sweet and the strain I lick my fingers clean Then I walk it again Again [guitar solo] [Chorus]
