DESCRIPTION:
Featuring Peter Balke on piano and Daniel Balke baking blueberry muffins.

http://fawm.org/fawmers/laurakbalke/

http://laurakbalke.com/

Lyrics:

Headed north on thirteen
How many times has this road seen me?
As long as the path is open
And I can leave or choose to stay
I'll be thankful for each day spent
Here or there, near or far away

These days are growing like weeds
and those boys are growing up like the maple trees
I 've been afraid there'll be branches I can't reach
But Time has done it's best to you
And this town is still home to me

I used to wish
That all of this could stay in place
I hoped you wouldn't lose the things I loved
I was afraid of how you'd change
But I've been learning a love
That doesn't know a time or age

These days are growing like weeds
and those boys are growing up like the maple trees
I 've been afraid there'll be branches I can't reach
But Time has done it's best to you
And this house is still home to me

I used to count the moments that I'd missed
And now I travel from oasis to oasis

These days are growing like weeds
and those boys are growing up like the maple trees
I 've been afraid there'll be branches I can't reach
But Time has done it's best to you
And this house is still home to me