Sawyer Phillips

Joined September 2019

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Singer-songwriter recovering from an injury. *Now pursuing a career in creative writing* Black coffee and late night flights. ☕️✈️✨

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Hurricanes
I grew up in Dallas I forgot about it On the day he told her He would stay He left Johnson County Couple thousand bounty
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
Anita
Anita Anita Don’t you know the hour is getting late Anita Anita Can I drive you home along the interstate You bought a house
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
He'd Be Glad To Know
I knew a man who fought a war I knew a man who fought a war Like hell was heaven-bound He gave it twenty more I knew a man who fought a war
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
Snow In Idaho
Loaded all of my wheels Spun on top of them fields Some for rolling down hills Some on windowless sills Rain is sounding like guns
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
I Want To Live By The Sea. Top Story - January 2025.
On a clear day In the sunshine Well, I sailed away To a new life And the clouds broke But I never spoke ‘Till I made it there
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
Maybe He's From Houston
He pulled off the highway in the truck Parked and let and it settle And pulled a couple bucks And he sat in the diner at the bar
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
The Widow And Her Younger Man
When he wandered, and he wandered well Into town Sittin’ down and wakin’ up Eyes upon her by the old motel Walkin’ in Coffee in another cup
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
Chicago's Only Friend
“It never rains in Houston “On the day you move away.” It was what my Daddy told me Standin’ in the old driveway And Mama said, “You call me.”
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
The Son That I Love
Now is the time of my solitude Ghost in the hall of my mind Bring me your tribe and your devil men Wrapped in the moon if you're kind
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
The Gravel Road
Upon the gravel road Where I stood in vain Heading into town And you were passing by So I looked away Waiting for a sound
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
Stay Wild
On a warm Dakota night Them fields were burnin’ with light Was a boy in a flat bed truck Well, his dad picked up him Headin' home, they raced them trains
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets
I've Spent All My Time On Loving You
In the summer we were growing up Just two kids In your dad’s truck ‘Til the autumn when he went away I held your hand Said, “It’s okay.”
By Sawyer Phillipsabout a year ago in Poets

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Hurricanes

Anita

He'd Be Glad To Know

Snow In Idaho

I Want To Live By The Sea. Top Story - January 2025.

Maybe He's From Houston

The Widow And Her Younger Man

Chicago's Only Friend

The Son That I Love

The Gravel Road

Stay Wild

I've Spent All My Time On Loving You

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