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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kirsten Adamson
Kirsten Adamson
Acoustic Guitar
Jon Mackenzie
Jon Mackenzie
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirsten Adamson
Kirsten Adamson
Composer
Jon Mackenzie
Jon Mackenzie
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kirsten Adamson
Kirsten Adamson
Producer
Jon Mackenzie
Jon Mackenzie
Producer
Bob Heatlie
Bob Heatlie
Producer
Fred Abbott
Fred Abbott
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

We’re in the car and you’re driving me
Back to the place that I call home
Right now home feels so far from you and me
And the space where we exist here alone
Gram is playing quiet on the radio
The conversation’s light but not free
Wish I could confirm what I think I know
Is the constant on your mind always coming back to me
I don’t want to shake the family tree
Or break the branches nearest me
My dear I’ll hold you in my thoughts
so tenderly
Raising a child is a heavy weight
Trying hard to not let history repeat
One day you’re free and the next it feels too late
To let a new lover in, sweep you off your feet
I don’t want to shake the family tree
Or break the branches nearest me
My dear I’ll hold you in my thoughts
so tenderly
Wish I could see the places we would go
Hear every song that’s ever set your soul on fire
Wish we had time to learn everything
But my home is coming up around corner in a mile
I don’t want to shake the family tree
Or break the branches nearest me
My dear I’ll hold you in my thoughts
so tenderly
Written by: Jon Mackenzie, Kirsten Adamson
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