Promise me that you'll be okay,
when I'm on my way out the door.
Promise me that you'll never stop,
wandering like you did before.
Nobody's gonna tell you why you will,
Nobody's gonna tell you how.
But when you leave and trust the road instead,
You follow your heart not just your head.
Promise me that you'll really leave this time around,
Like you never did.
Promise me that you won't look back,
You won't look back,
Don't you dare look back.
It ain't strange to want to run away,
Some of us just aren't born to stay.
The road ahead us is calling your name,
Hey, I promise you'll be okay.
You said it yourself that you want to get out of this town,
You want to get out of the state you're in.
You said it yourself that you're really leaving this time,
Yeah, you really mean it this time when you go away.
Promise me that you'll never let,
Your heart sink on itself.
Promise me that you'll listen close,
To the open road all around.
We forget to live life like the rest,
We all pay to live on free land.
I hope you get the same chills I did,
When you're standing on the edge.
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022