Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Evan Bartels
Vocals
Paul Defiglia
Bass Guitar
Russ Pahl
Pedal Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Evan Bartels
Composer
David Ray Stevens
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evan Bartels
Producer
Dave "Squirrel" Covell
Mixing Engineer
Rico Csabai
Producer
Justin Shturtz
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
You can’t see it in the daylight
It only comes out in the night time
After the whiskey and the red wine
Starts to drown my soul
I get lit and light another
So many things I want to smother
But then I think about my mother
And breaking her heart makes me choke
Feels like I’m walking on a tightrope
Lord help me through the unknown
Catching smoke with a lasso
I’m digging my own grave
I’m just trying not to let go
Hanging on to my last hope
Against the pulling of a black hole
It comes and goes in waves
I just want to be a good man
I just want to be a good friend
Lord, I’m doing the best I can
Feels like I’m barely getting by
I hope you know I love you
I hope you’ll always love me too
I done the best that I know how to do
I pray I’ll get there with some time
Feels like I’m walking on a tightrope
Lord help me through the unknown
Catching smoke with a lasso
I’m digging my own grave
I’m just trying not to let go
Hanging on to my last hope
Against the pulling of a black hole
It comes and goes in waves
Baptized by fire
Live by the gun
Haunted by ghosts of the wrong that I’ve done
Hung out to dry
Washed by the blood
End of the line
I got nowhere to run
Feels like I’m walking on a tightrope
Lord help me through the unknown
Catching smoke with a lasso
I’m digging my own grave
I been trying not to let go
Hanging on to my last hope
Against the pulling of a black hole
It comes and goes in waves
Written by: David Ray Stevens, Evan Bartels