Sometimes you need to find a reason to get out of your bed Sometimes you need to find a reason to get out of your head So just lie still And try to chill I know when things go wrong Can’t always sit down and write a song Sometimes you need to find a way to be strong Find a way to be all right when things go wrong Sometimes you need to find another match to make a new spark Sometimes you need to find another moon to light up the dark So just hold on And wait for Dawn I know when things go wrong Can’t always veg out and smoke a bong Sometimes you need to find a way to be strong Find a way to be all right when things go wrong

Is it still bleeding from where we poked the holes in its side? Is it still moving in circles like we told it to? Way out here in the afternoon it is always bright It likes stays behind enemy lines to keep its hide They don’t like me anymore They don’t like me anymore How the times have changed They don’t like me anymore Raise a glass to the better days we have in store Cheers to the five oceans that bash their heads upon the shore They don’t like me anymore They don’t like me anymore Just cast me out, don’t look at me They don’t like me anymore They don’t like me anymore They don’t like me anymore How the times have changed They don’t like me anymore

He travels this land far and wide Strapped Colt pistol on each side He'll give you a nod he'll give you a smile He'll shoot your ass down he'll do it with style Horse drawn wagon at the break of day Bounty in hand directs the way Mississippi mansion in his sights One thing's certain there'll be blood by night Plantation owner can't you see This bullet is laced with apathy When you see death am I what you think of You'll die for freedom you'll die for love

You used to carry ‘round a chipped-up queen From your daddy’s old chess set You really thought you could move anywhere and I wouldn’t have taken the bet we’d sing “you can’t always get what you want” but we never believed that’s the case nobody offered you the prom queen’s crown if they had, you’d have laughed in their face but times move on lines get drawn and maybe you lost your nerve Let’s ride as far as we can run Down 421 The summer can drag you down I never felt the sun before You opened the door And I don’t give a damn Where we’re bound nobody’s gonna stop our good times’ roll oh, as long as we still let it bleed you got me dizzy on this white light shine and the rush of American speed this ain’t no ’67 Thunderbird and I ain’t who you’re dreaming about but you can turn up that old radio and we’ll sing til the daylight runs out but times move on lines get drawn and maybe I lost my nerve Let’s ride as far as we can run Down 421 The summer can drag you down I never felt the sun before You opened the door And I don’t give a damn Where we’re bound someday I might find the brass to say what you mean but maybe in the meantime hit the gas my Carolina queen … Let’s ride as far as we can run Down 421 The summer can drag you down I never felt the sun before You opened the door And I don’t give a damn Where we’re bound

Open my eyes to see The ceiling right above me Air breathing into my lungs Another day has begun What will I do What will I say On this my last day alive The coffee, it tastes much better My friends they seem a whole lot friendlier Strange the things you notice when You happen to know you're nearing the end How would I live Who would l love If this were my last day alive Making the most Of every moment When it might be your last day alive

Newscaster script: Good evening everyone, I’m Jim Chesney, live at the CNN world headquarters in Atlanta. Tonight, a CNN Newsroom special report, The Apostle Killer. Here’s what we know. The identity, unknown. The motive, unclear. The terror? Unfathomable. Fear is gripping the southeast this Friday as seven young women have been found drowned in campsites and motels stretching from Asheville, North Carolina to New Orleans. Authorities believe the suspect’s method of murdering his victims by drowning is some form of bizarre baptism. That, coupled with the fundamentalist religious literature he leaves behind at the scenes has earned him the moniker, The Apostle Killer. Police are on the lookout for a white male with brown hair, blue eyes, and of average height and weight. A young woman who asked that her name not be released saw a man of this description walking into a room at the Richland Inn outside of Lewisburg, Tennessee that ultimately became the third of the seven crime scenes he’s left behind. Police have also released a sketch of the man. If you have seen this person please contact the Orleans Parish Sheriff’s Office at 504-822-8000. They recommend no one approach this man under any circumstances, he is considered armed and extremely dangerous. — Lover, let’s say a prayer To our unseen father In the red twilight Watch over us In you place our trust We render unto you your long lost lamb Tuesday is gone And forgiveness abounds Freeing the lost From the sin that surrounds Lord, we thank thee Let these praises resound Now lay we down Now lay we down Now lay we down Breathe in, take just a moment Given your confession You have seen the light Let His precious love Fill your empty cup Your sins will wash away and you’ll float up Tuesday is gone And no one’s around Freeing the lost From the sin that surrounds Lord I thank thee Let these praises resound I’ll lay thee down I’ll lay thee down I’ll lay thee down To rest Stop your squealin’ Stop your fightin’ This is for your own good Askin’ for it All your whorin’ You girls so Hollywood That’s it, now she’s still She floats as was Your will I lay thee down I lay thee down 
Sweet Jane It’s over now No pain In our Lord’s house As you float There asleep Take my hope And our Lord’s peace Always this, the peace of leaving Leaving them alone but with a view I’ll be back to Mississippi Maybe then I’ll find somebody new I’ll see you there underneath the cedar trees Where the water meets the wind so I’m told A dragon’s tail, a winding road, the coolness of a breeze Bringing in God’s children from the cold Bringing in God’s children from the cold Here in Louisiana make my home Here in Louisiana ends the road

Exploring in the dark when the lights go out Woke up in a strangers bed Pouring over lost & broken memories Choking on the lonely past instead Blackout - can’t see nothing Blackout - in a strangers stare Blackout - must be something That matters in this cold night air Dreaming of some place I can understand Yearning for a safe space I can be Temperature is rising to hysteria Drowning  in an endless sea Blackout - can’t see nothing Blackout - in a strangers stare Blackout - there has to be something That matters in this cold night air

v1: What a day it was, a day like any other day Except the sun shone brighter, and a warm breeze blew my way So I stop to pause, to think of all the times I fell No one tried to warn me, and I think that served me well ch: Thank God I didn't know better Never thought about whether I should do what I love throughout my years Don't know why I didn't give up A little faith, a lot of luck But it's time to move on There's nothing left for me here There's nothing left for me here v2: They all turn to smile, and it seems like it's for me We were in this together, it ain't hard to believe As I walked the miles, I knew some of the steps were wrong Call it strength or call it blindness, but I kept on pushing on ch: Thank God I didn't know better Never thought about whether I should do what I love throughout my years Don't know why I didn't give up A little faith, a lot of luck But it's time to move on There's nothing left for me here There's nothing left br: You should know that you were always on my mind I used up all my stories, gotta leave some behind There's a bright star before you It shouldn't be so hard to find v1.5: What a day it was, a day like any other day Except the sun shone brighter, and then I start to fade ch: Thank God I didn't know better Never thought about whether I should do what I love throughout my years Don't know why I didn't give up A little faith, a lot of luck But it's time to move on It's time to move on It's time to move on There's nothing left for me here

IF I TRY Hey if I chase away your troubles Hey if I wipe away your sorrow If i try If i try If i try maybe you won’t mind If i try maybe you’ll change your mind if I try Hey if your rainbow disappears Hey if the ghosts they sweep the air If i try maybe you won’t mind If i try maybe you’ll change your mind if I try Can I make you understand Can I give you a guiding hand Can I help you make a plan Can I bring you better way Can I show you a sunny day Can I beg for you to stay Hey if I chase away your troubles Hey if I wipe away your sorrow If i try If I try.........

I On the day that I come down from Bloodstone Mountain Not a single soul dare look me in the eye So I tossed another coin into the fountain And I wished for sweet revenge before I die The day is ending I can’t stand to wait around and waste my time There is no defending Got to chase these visions terrible from my mind II The hills are awash in summer glory And the river blazes brilliant in the sun But there’s a page or two that missing form this story Now it’s never been less clear which side has won And the day is ending The dust has settled - it’s quiet on the road There is no hand for lending Don’t expect to be repaid for what you're owed III There’s a darkness resting somewhere deep within me There’s a light that shines, but can’t break through I ain’t been sifting through the ashes of your memory But it’s true that I often burn for you And day is ending They’re packing up the tents and moving on All those prayers, you’ve been sending Best keep ‘em to yourself until they’ve gone IV I know there’s evil in the wounded heart of my rival I know too, that he deserves to have his day As we approach the weary hour of his arrival Be rest assured that from his path he’ll never stray And the day is ending It was over well before it could begin I can’t keep form grinning Soon it will stop and start itself again V I hear rumours in the whispers of her lovers She reads fortunes in the tea leaves of her spoon An odour in the air completely covers When that sweet magnolia blossom start to bloom And the day is ending The sundown is a dazzling array No sense in pretending The day is done, so what's there left to say?

Tried to turn up, tried the sweat dreams- would not let me be Not nostalgic about nostalgia no more I'm not running-, no The long and short, I'm not sweating you I'm not running, no Said the pushing with a quickness is all in the past Tried to lay low, tried to Gulf Stream out The shrapnel is a reminder in this flesh I trade on vanity, I trade to faith, I trade on famine, I trade to faith, I trade but I ain't running 'no more I'm not running, no Not moving at the pace of a rambling ego I'm not running, no Ain't pushing with a quickness of a call of the past Let it alone I'm not running-, no The long and the short: I ain't sweetening for you I'm not running, no Not going to push, push, push. Heart attack, baby I don't trade in groove, I don't trade in lust, I don't trade in fate 'no more I don't trade in push, I don't trade in pull, I don't chafe, but I ain't gonna run 'no more Could be I'm just waiting on you to catch up... I'm not running-, no Say the tale of the tape ain't gonna tell my story I'm not running