Piedmont Sky - Caleb Caudle, Have Gun, Will Travel, Joey Kneiser & Kelly Smith

I watched a cardinal dust the night off its wings

I watched a cardinal dust the night off its wings

My soul was shattered 'til I heard that red bird sing

I see my breath and I hear winter’s lonely croon

See my breath and I hear winter’s lonely croon

One of these days, well, the dogwoods are gonna bloom

A decade of hot, heavenly summers

Waitin' on an angel to call my number

You left a trail of stars for me to find

You left a trail of stars for me to find

Well they gathered and spelled your name 'cross the Piedmont sky

Nothin' holds a flame to you at all

I said, nothin' holds a flame to you at all

Oh and I’ve seen a shade and old sunset in the fall

A decade of hot heavenly summers

Waitin' on an angel to call my number

A decade of hot heavenly summers

Waitin' on an angel to call my number

A decade of hot heavenly summers

Waitin' on an angel to call my number