![]() ![]() Or his kids might do something he doesn't know how to react to. His kids are going to ask things he's not ready to answer. That's when the father realizes that he is afraid. He is trying to properly raise his child/children.) what movies they watch, what books they read. (kids want to do somethings that they might not be ready for and the parents are wondering if they should let them be "influenced" by certain things. ![]() Will it be just like I'm dreaming? (The Father dreaming about how he wants his kids to grow up, to succeed and flourish) Will it just be like they're dreaming? (the kids dreaming about their adventures, future, being grown up) The ghosts came crowding around and then Iįrom our window, two lanterns draw signs on the nightĪnd light our two shadows, I watch with delight ![]() If they're awake till the dawn, well we won't With mud they'll make prints on their backs Inspired by Lucinda Williams, Gillian Welch and Buddy Miller, Their brand of Americana draws on the strength of a tube driven radio signal, parting the sea of static, bouncing off of heaven and back to earth.Where we can slip, one takes one by the handĮxcited and screaming, their voices go wildĪnd rise with the birds mating up in the pinesĭown to puddles that breathe, covered by leaves Read Full Bio Sisters Kiki Jane Buehner and Marie Bradshaw build on the blood-tight harmonies of the past while drummer Dan Buehner sings and lays down the back beat, and Dylan Schorer’s electric and lap steel guitar embroidery rounds things out, puling The Hollering Pines closer to the dim lights and thick smoke of a neon roadhouse. Inspired by Lucinda Williams, Gillian Welch and Buddy Miller, Their brand of Americana draws on the strength of a tube driven radio signal, parting the sea of static, bouncing off of heaven and back to earth. Sisters Kiki Jane Buehner and Marie Bradshaw build on the blood-tight harmonies of the past while drummer Dan Buehner sings and lays down the back beat, and Dylan Schorer’s electric and lap steel guitar embroidery rounds things out, puling The Hollering Pines closer to the dim lights and thick smoke of a neon roadhouse. ![]()
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