

{intimate fingerpicked acoustic guitar
intro, raw and close-mic'd,
vinyl crackle dust} Eleven years of secrets kept in the dark
We built a kingdom on a park bench spark
Then Georga walked in with her brand new plans
And drew a line in the shifting sands
{acoustic guitar picking with subtle pedal steel swell} Seven short months is
all it took for her to decide
To push away eleven years of standing by your side
April, she convinced you that we were a lie
Without a single word to say
goodbye {soft brushed snare drum enters,
upright bass
warmth} Oh, April, how'd you let her tear it down?
We were the talk of this whole small town
Now Georga whispers and you walk away
Saying we aren't friends
anymore
today
(anymore...) {fuller acoustic band,
weeping pedal steel, warm harmonies}
Eleven years of memories erased by a stranger's word
The quietest betrayal that I ever heard
She knew you for a season,
I knew you for a life
But you let her cut our history like a knife
{intensity drops, solo fingerpicked guitar,
fragile vocal} Oh, April,
how'd you let her tear it down?
We were the talk of this whole small town
Now Georga whispers and you
walk away
Saying we aren't friends anymore today
{grand emotional peak, sweeping strings,
full acoustic rhythm}
Eleven years... Gone in seven months...
Goodbye, April {fading acoustic guitar pluck,
slow trail of vinyl crackle}