1. |
The Man in the Mirror
04:53
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Sunday sun, leave me be
Can't you see last night's scars on me
Tried to wash them off, but they stick
Like a broken piano key
Sunday morning, I beg you please
Five more minutes beneath the sleepy trees
And I'll be it all
Maybe even the man I wanna be
Oh but go ahead and say it all
How I'm stretched too thin and I'm time's short fall
And those told you so's won't solve a thing
But the man in the mirror keeps talking
I'm stone tired, dead on my feet
I know no one chose this but me
May be time to think on
What I want, what I need, and what I love
Oh but go ahead and say it all
How I'm stretched too thin and I'm time's short fall
And those told you so's won't solve a thing
But the man in the mirror keeps talking
Well someday I bet we'll all say
Man those were the good ol' days
The late nights, the alarm clocks, the bruises
A permanent sleepwalk
Oh but go ahead and say it all
How I'm stretched too thin and I'm time's short fall
And those told you so's won't solve a thing
But the man in the mirror keeps talking
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2. |
Antioch Road
03:38
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Where does it go, Antioch Road
Can I leave my dreams there
Left to die in the middle of nowhere
Through those oak trees, lies a dead end street
A dirt path to nowhere
As long as they're gone, I don't care
Because if I had known just how long
This old dusty path would be
If I had known all the tears you'd cry
Waiting up for me
All of those long lost nights
Spent with strangers I don't want to know
I'd let my dreams grow old
On Antioch Road
Another left turn, just past this curve
I'll throw em over the hill
They'll dry out in the sun, left to wilt
Or maybe underground, where they can't be found
Well baby get your shovel, get your axe
We'll bury my past
Because if I had known just how long
This old dusty path would be
If I had known all the tears you'd cry
Waiting up for me
All of those long lost nights
Spent with strangers I don't want to know
I'd let my dreams grow old, on Antioch Road
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3. |
90 MPH
04:48
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The muddy brown water of the river
It guides the way
No there's no north star tonight
Gotta keep movin, I can't stay
Because I'm searching for all of the answers
To questions I didn't ask
And if I knew I'd tell you the truth
But they come on so damn fast
So please just help me find a way
It's like driving in the dark, with no headlights on
Coming home late just to find no one's home
This is 90 miles an hour kind of love
Down a winding road
So I hope, I hope, I hope you'll carry my load
Every song I write is a love song, every song's for you
You're the author of my dreams, with those sweet ol baby blues
So please just help me find a way
It's like driving in the dark, with no headlights on
Coming home late just to find no one's home
This is 90 miles an hour kind of love
Down a winding road
So I hope, I hope, I hope you'll carry my load
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4. |
RVM
04:46
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This old city's talking to itself tonight
Hear the hum and the buzzing far away
There's no planes in the sky, There's no cars in sight
The peace has come to stay
We've been sitting on this high hilltop
Holding hands and singing sad songs
There's a blue moon shining bright, and a sparkle in your eye
Raining like a forgotten April day
If I told you how far the blacktop goes
And if we drove west until we found the sea
If I tore off my rearview mirror
Would you come with me?
I'll tell you all the words that you wanna hear
If you'll pass that jar of cinnamon shine
Feel the burning in your chest, smell the warmth upon your breath
Watch the world fade away
If I told you how far the blacktop goes
And if we drove west until we found the sea
If I tore off my rearview mirror
Would you come with me?
Let's take our time
Take the long way to our new home
If I told you how far the blacktop goes
And if we drove west until we found the sea
If I tore off my rearview mirror
Would you come with me?
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5. |
Fallin'
04:44
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Maybe I'll just keep sinking
Never reach the bottom of this hole
Or maybe I'll just keep breathing
And never stop believing in you
Baby I'm falling, Falling hard for you
Maybe I'll just keep stumbling
Reaching out for those perfect words
Or maybe I'll just keep flying
Gliding with my head up in the clouds
Baby I'm falling, Falling hard for you
The mess I'm in, I can't undo
My eyes are all black and blue
I may be stuck in this rut with you, you, you
But at least, at least there's room for two
Baby I'm falling, Falling hard for you
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6. |
Wanderers
05:12
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The barefoot walks on a gravel road
The empty hillside covered in snow
You were there, through it all
Hand in hand, yours felt so small
The smell of coffee was our morning prayer
An auburn shade, a flower in your hair
You were there, through it all
Hand in hand, yours felt so small
But who looks at the stars these days
Who has that much time
Who looks at the stars these day
Well I sing for the return of those nights
A slow long drive, feet on the dash
The blissful wanderers going nowhere fast
You were there, through it all
Hand in hand, yours felt so small
But who looks at the stars these days
Who has that much time
Who looks at the stars these day
Well I sing for the return of those nights
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7. |
Magnolias Bloom
04:25
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Hold on to my hand
As we run for distant lands
And I know, baby I'm scared too
But I swear, it'll be over soon
And while we wait, the magnolias bloom
While we wait, the magnolias bloom
And if we keep on waiting, we'll be dead soon
As we fly, don't keep your eyes closed
Just watch the blackbirds below
The mighty rivers, they look like streams
In this midnight moonlight gleam
And while we wait, the magnolias bloom
While we wait, the magnolias bloom
And if we keep on waiting, we'll be dead soon
And I know it can't be done
We can't let go, take off and run
But I will hold on to this dream
Like a fire to gasoline
And while we wait, the magnolias bloom
While we wait, the magnolias bloom
And if we keep on waiting, we'll be dead soon
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