Oklahoma - Jake Houlsby

There’s always been this restless hum

Whispering through the night

Like a train still miles away

Promising a ride

Oklahoma, take me in

Summer never stays for long

But it echoes through the year

As the nights are cutting in

As the mornings blur

Oklahoma, take me in

Oklahoma, take me in

All this fire in my belly going to waste

All these cold machines that take away the taste

All these middle men that keep us in the dark

All these clean hands and useless sparks

There’s a fractured memory

Somewhere in my skull

It never quite reveals itself

Though I pull and pull

Oklahoma, take me in

Oklahoma, take me in