gregory alan isakov
honey, it's alright
Wake up, it's morning Wake up, my darling Wake up and see for yourself  You were woven in patchwork Clouded and hazed In your past like a lover can be  Honey, it's alright to be Alone  Despite all our shuffling Our train wreck a-talking Despite all our outfield saves Treading water The sea was your daughter But now she's gone  Gone  It's alright Honey, it's alright It's alright to be alone  Honey, it's alright Honey, it's alright To be amongst the rubble and stone