Silver Bracelet - Noah Gundersen

Silver bracelet in my cup

Holder marks like bread crumbs on your trail line

And the pictures on the fridge

From the booth in Tennessee that one time

When I was in love and you were in love with me also

Holding my hand

Kissing my mouth like you wanted to

Back before the money took its toll

Back before the rhythm lost its soul

Back before I made up my mind to go

And the house we shared together

Little pink up Cripple Creek she sent me

Through the times of joy and plenty

Just as well the times of crippling doubt

What I didn’t know is

Not knowing shows where your heart is

Not but it’s not like I could’ve just stopped ‘cause I felt so

Back before we worked it to the bone

Back before we really should have known

Back before I made up my mind to go