Will Johnson - Multnomah lyrics

It's 27 steps to the kitchen Stumble down and feel for the light And the friendliness is not what I'm missing I only wish that you would make up your mind Some they might would call this intrusion I guess I am calling it a break for the line You always faltered in the face of this city Your hands were shaking there for most of the drive And so tonight I will reclaim my wanting Travel onward, out toward the lights ‘Cause the summer, it's crushing us flat here Seems like the summer has made up its mind Call it now Call it now Call it now Prove