Middle of Nowhere (feat. Blitzen Trapper & Eric Earley)
Melting snow and morning fires
I roll through time like worn tires
I'm just another spoke on mamma's wheel
Straight out the middle of nowhere
Cold world she spins around
My broken skin like frozen ground
The wear is proof that she will one day win
Straight out the middle of nowhere
Backcountry spitter it's frigid above the snow line
Grew up in the woods where hillbillies and trolls hide
Homelife in the wild where the old mountain roads climb
Dope growing country where life's slow and we don't mind
Attended to my flowing like stoked fires on cold nights
Wrote this in the shadows but now the future feels more bright
Underground like a gold mine
Direct with you like the crow flies
Hop up on a track with more flows than an ocean coastline
I feel like it's my soul's time
To finally break through
Elevate my mental state
Like an eight full of shrooms
I've tasted the truth
And found myself embraced in the womb
Reliving life and death then painfully constrained here anew
I'm paying my dues
Guess you could say I'm making my moves
Pushing through the floors surface headed straight for the roof
From a seed to a bud to a leaf to a bloom
Everybody move through phases like the face of the moon
It goes
Melting snow and morning fires
I roll through time like worn tires
I'm just another spoke on mamma's wheel
Straight out the middle of nowhere
Cold world she spins around
My broken skin like frozen ground
The wear is proof that she will one day win
Straight out the middle of nowhere
Tribal ground I'm just privileged to stand up on it
I didn't plan the past but I'm still a bi-product of it
The white man clasped his hands around the land and called it progress
Blood runs through these mountains
many folks here ain't forgot it. No
I've walked a lot of trails seen the strain on mother's gardens
Her hardship turned the streams from pristine to muddy waters
I've been dreaming we could override the system that was started
Spark awareness in the populous
Like a steed before it's slaughtered
I've been walking through my thoughts
I've been pondering some truths
Carved these decades in the wild
Like a river from its' roots
Felt the fingertips of death
But somehow I made it through
Living on the artists edge
Taking in a sharper view
What part of you defines you
And what part of you decides
There's beauty in the heart
But there's darkness in the mind
Told my mamma I'd survive
That's a promise that I've kept
Let's get this expedition started
Like a solitary step
It goes
Melting snow and morning fires
I roll through time like worn tires
I'm just another spoke on mamma's wheel
Straight out the middle of nowhere
Cold world she spins around
My broken skin like frozen ground
The wear is proof that she will one day win
Straight out the middle of nowhere
I'm from the middle of nowhere
Near the center of all
Where fugitives hide from the law
And often never get caught
Where lonely mountains stand tall
Above the ghostly fog
And canyon walls are like claws
With whitewater like jaws
I've watched the salmon brawl their way
Through all the narrows and rocks
Against the perilous odds
Only to perish then rot
I've watched the easy fall living
Turned cold with frost
The rawness of a long winter
Still holding on
But there's a cold wind blowing
Gather round the fire
And I'll tell you bout a land
That is old as time
A land before borders
A land long before us
It's the voice of these mountains
It's the cords of these forests
Like stories passed down in old folk songs
Like petroglyph inscriptions cut deep in stone
There's a window to the past
There's a spirit still here
Destination unknown
The middle of nowhere
Let's go
Where you born pal
I represent the real real Nor Cal
Siskiyou County
Up to the Northwest
I'm from the backwoods
Straight out the back woods
This if folk hop music
I roll through time like worn tires
I'm just another spoke on mamma's wheel
Straight out the middle of nowhere
Cold world she spins around
My broken skin like frozen ground
The wear is proof that she will one day win
Straight out the middle of nowhere
Backcountry spitter it's frigid above the snow line
Grew up in the woods where hillbillies and trolls hide
Homelife in the wild where the old mountain roads climb
Dope growing country where life's slow and we don't mind
Attended to my flowing like stoked fires on cold nights
Wrote this in the shadows but now the future feels more bright
Underground like a gold mine
Direct with you like the crow flies
Hop up on a track with more flows than an ocean coastline
I feel like it's my soul's time
To finally break through
Elevate my mental state
Like an eight full of shrooms
I've tasted the truth
And found myself embraced in the womb
Reliving life and death then painfully constrained here anew
I'm paying my dues
Guess you could say I'm making my moves
Pushing through the floors surface headed straight for the roof
From a seed to a bud to a leaf to a bloom
Everybody move through phases like the face of the moon
It goes
Melting snow and morning fires
I roll through time like worn tires
I'm just another spoke on mamma's wheel
Straight out the middle of nowhere
Cold world she spins around
My broken skin like frozen ground
The wear is proof that she will one day win
Straight out the middle of nowhere
Tribal ground I'm just privileged to stand up on it
I didn't plan the past but I'm still a bi-product of it
The white man clasped his hands around the land and called it progress
Blood runs through these mountains
many folks here ain't forgot it. No
I've walked a lot of trails seen the strain on mother's gardens
Her hardship turned the streams from pristine to muddy waters
I've been dreaming we could override the system that was started
Spark awareness in the populous
Like a steed before it's slaughtered
I've been walking through my thoughts
I've been pondering some truths
Carved these decades in the wild
Like a river from its' roots
Felt the fingertips of death
But somehow I made it through
Living on the artists edge
Taking in a sharper view
What part of you defines you
And what part of you decides
There's beauty in the heart
But there's darkness in the mind
Told my mamma I'd survive
That's a promise that I've kept
Let's get this expedition started
Like a solitary step
It goes
Melting snow and morning fires
I roll through time like worn tires
I'm just another spoke on mamma's wheel
Straight out the middle of nowhere
Cold world she spins around
My broken skin like frozen ground
The wear is proof that she will one day win
Straight out the middle of nowhere
I'm from the middle of nowhere
Near the center of all
Where fugitives hide from the law
And often never get caught
Where lonely mountains stand tall
Above the ghostly fog
And canyon walls are like claws
With whitewater like jaws
I've watched the salmon brawl their way
Through all the narrows and rocks
Against the perilous odds
Only to perish then rot
I've watched the easy fall living
Turned cold with frost
The rawness of a long winter
Still holding on
But there's a cold wind blowing
Gather round the fire
And I'll tell you bout a land
That is old as time
A land before borders
A land long before us
It's the voice of these mountains
It's the cords of these forests
Like stories passed down in old folk songs
Like petroglyph inscriptions cut deep in stone
There's a window to the past
There's a spirit still here
Destination unknown
The middle of nowhere
Let's go
Where you born pal
I represent the real real Nor Cal
Siskiyou County
Up to the Northwest
I'm from the backwoods
Straight out the back woods
This if folk hop music
Credits
Writer(s): Rush Sturges
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