Molly Brandt

Lyrics

Caves of old in Maquoketa, Iowa
With my good friend, Mary, it’s a vibe
A barn roof, the sound of pouring rain, singing
“Dusty Trails”, we travelled side by side

We got straight A’s on music history exams
We were partying real hard on Saturday nights
We just need a tractor ride out to the sticks
No cell service, skies that cry, and a joint held to our lips

Codfish Hollow in the
Summer of sixteen, we were
High on magic mushrooms
Finally set free

Play a sentimental song
To time that bends
Time that bends for us in harmony, oh
Friendship for the ages

First heartbreak, first bong rip on her couch
With my good friend, Molly, it’s a vibe
Tryna crack the code, making the same mistakes
Talkin’ through whatever’s on our minds

Now we teach the kids we used to be
We still party hard on weekends in the morning
We just need a reason to decorate the time
Mirror to my mirror, embroidering our lives

Codfish Hollow in the
Summer of sixteen, we were
High on magic mushrooms
Finally set free

Play a sentimental song
To time that bends
Time that bends for us in harmony, oh
Friendship for the ages
A friendship for the ages
Molly and Mary

Codfish Hollow in the
Summer of sixteen, we were
High on magic mushrooms
Finally set free

Codfish Hollow in the
Summer of sixteen, we were
High on magic mushrooms
Finally set free