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 --- Universal Sound - Tyler Childers