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Don't you take my word
Don't you believe in their gods
Don't you make my mistakes
Choose your path now, my son
Every step to your tomorrow
Every choice that you make
is your own
As you lay your head down boy
dreaming of your freedom far away
just remember we wish you well
tried to give you shelter from the rain
All birds must fly
Don't you take their word
Don't you take their shit
Don't you forget yourself
Be a good boy now
As your run off to join their war
every choice is your hell
it's your own
As you lay your head down boy
dreaming of your freedom far away
just remember we wish you well
tried to give you shelter from the rain
All birds must fly
All birds must fly
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v1:
I know you've been had
Wasn't the first time, it won't be the last
But that's no reason to live in the past
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We all make mistakes
We think we can count on an even break
We build up our trust, hope it's not too late
ch:
When the dust settles down
You ain't standing on holy ground
Might be the dirt, might be the grass, might be the tracks
'Cause when push comes to shove
You've got nothing to offer but your love
Once you leave the circus, they won't take you back
v2:
Before you lose faith
You should know that most folks are OK
So save your outrage for another day
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But that doesn't mean
that people won't try to pick you clean
But keep adventure in your routine
ch:
When the dust settles down
You ain't standing on holy ground
Might be the dirt, might be the grass, might be the tracks
'Cause when push comes to shove
You've got nothing to offer but your love
Once you leave the circus, they won't take you back
br:
I don't know why I give advice
I don't know what I'm doing
I've had a bit of luck
Done more than a few things wrong
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So take what works for you
and leave the rest in ruins
More than anything, I hope you inherit the song
More than anything, I hope you inherit the song
More than anything, I hope you inherit the song
v1.5:
I know you've been had
Wasn't the first time, it won't be the last
ch:
When the dust settles down
You ain't standing on holy ground
Might be the dirt, might be the grass, might be the tracks
'Cause when push comes to shove
You've got nothing to offer but your love
Once you leave the circus, they won't take you back
They won't take you back
They won't take you back
They won't take you back
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Sand Canyon Road
02:40
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Trap door spider builds her nest along the edge of the river bed
But water doesn’t flow in its midst
Cactus can grow and that’s about it
A long-legged bird runs away along the side of a scraggy gully
The horned lizard looks on
Just warming his scales in the sun
There’s a lot of life for not a lot of livin
A lot the land takes without much givin
But its just enough to call it home
Along the Sand Canyon Road
Better take care where you reach your hand, there’s plenty of widows looking for a man
But cougar ain’t looking for a fight
She just wants to get home tonight
Don’t want to mess with a scorpion’s sting, he’s lord of his burrow but he ain’t no king
That title goes to the one
Who likes to eat rattlers for fun
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Heartache
Healing
Hoping for a brand new start
Knowing that it
Looks to be
The last time
Searching
Finding
Just what you were looking for
Running from the
Darkness
Into the night
We’re living in the time
Longing for some peace of mind
It’s always when we least expect it
Meaning in the signs
A moment
Secrets
Promises left unsaid
Endings become
New beginnings
All again
Sunrise
Sunset
It all depends where you are
Open up your
Eyes to see
What your heart can feel
It’s what we waited for
A house we can call our home
A place where we are always welcome
Love intertwined
Heartache
Healing
There is always time to start
Hope and dreams will
Lead us through
The last time
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The Fog Of Love
I made believe I was the great pretender
In the fog of love
You know that I can never ever remember
In the fog of love I’m looking fo a friend
In the fog of love I thought I’d reached the end
I wrote it down on a sheet of paper
In the fog of love
Threw it off of a high skyscraper In the fog of love
In the fog of love I hide behind the pain
In the fog of love I forget about the rain
Toot toot baby on the circle line
Push push baby through the crowd
Where I go well I don’t mind
As long as I get out
Leaning on a lamppost at the five and dime
In the fog of love
Sitting on the stoop with the loving kind
In the fog of love I’m looking for a friend
In the fog of love I forget about the rain
I shook hands with the idol maker In the fog of love
I pushed down on the elevator In the fog of love
in the fog of love I hide behind the pain
In the fog of love I forget about the rain
Toot toot baby on the circle line
Push push baby through the crowd
Where I go well I don’t mind
As long as I get out
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Don’t go lightly in this darkened night
Check your rear-view, rev your fight or
Flight paths track your sins
Loss or win
We will find you in the end
and, by the way, have you got a light?
Tell your tall tales, keep your symbols vague
Pour your best wine, waiting out the
Plagued us with a
Sharp-fanged press gang
busting down my door
And this what they said, oh, to me
You do what you want to do
Have yourself a ball
But when the angels come to call
There’s a price to pay
You can fill your glass and drink it down
To the bottom of the sea
but you belong to me
When the lights go out
Line your pocket, turn your key and lock it
Take what you can get before they
Cordon off your street
Charge and cheat
Get your cold steel for the heat
Can’t say you weren’t warned, were you now?
You do what you want to do
Have yourself a ball
But when the angels come to call
There’s a price to pay
You can fill your glass and drink it down
To the bottom of the sea
but you belong to me
When the lights go out
We’ll think about you when we’ve fasted
Such a party while it lasted, oh, oh
You do what you want to do
Have yourself a ball
But when the angels come to call
There’s a price to pay
You can fill your glass and drink it down
To the bottom of the sea
but you belong to me
When the lights go out
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9. |
J. Dale Walker - Saviors
04:32
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Sweetly
Falling water draws away
Neatly
Face the music, come today
Loving
Arms embrace the sinner stray
Saviors
Cold commitment, shades of grey
Nowhere
Coming promises I pray
To you
One last thing that I would say
Loving
Arms embrace the sinner stray
Saviors
Cold commitment, shades of grey
This heart ain’t noble
But it’s crackin’ anyway
May flights of angels
Sing me to my grave
Though undeserving
One last request that I would make
Tell ol’ St. Peter
That there’s gon’ be Hell to pay
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SEARCHING FOR A RHYME
The voices in my head,
have somehow gone away
For the first time in my life
I ain't got much to say
See I'm trying to write a new song,
and I'm searching for a rhyme,
but there ain't nothing coming,
and I'm about to lose my mind
(Instrumental break to fill time)
Townes made it look so easy
Pulling verses out of air,
I'm reaching and I'm grasping,
and ll I'm pulling is my hair
I'm getting pretty desperate
My panic it is real
Lord, Help me to write a new song,
or show me one that I can steal
(another Instrumental break)
The voices in my head,
have somehow gone away
For the first time in my life
I ain't got much to say
See I'm trying to write a new song,
and I'm searching for a rhyme,
but there ain't nothing coming,
and I'm about to lose my mind
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I
Carry me sweetly
off into sleep
Then haul me away
burry me cheap
In the dusty, hard dirt where I barley could stand to walk
Heaven above
and Hell beneath
To wake up in neither
would be a relief
But either is fine – so long as we don’t have to talk
And:
I’m sorry
To everyone
I’ve ever known
II
It’s for sure and for certain,
I know it quite well,
The mind will decay
and the flesh will rebel
Then one, if not both will conspire to usher the end
This next verse is tough
if you’re singing along
It’s a tangled up, torturous funeral song
a cliche at this point and I probably won’t do it again
(oh, I will)
And:
I’m sorry
To everyone
I’ve ever known
III
Life loves nothing more
than an ironic death
And he who laughs last
will be he who draws breath
It’s the primary reason
to cut a man down in his prime
Tempt me with pleasures
then taint it with sin
Then bore me anew
and begin it again
And again, and again, and again — ’til the end of time
I’m sorry
To everyone
I’ve ever known
Yes:
I’m sorry
To everyone
I’ve ever known
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I should thank my luck
I’m young enough to fall and still get up
I can take a punch
Stumble like a drunk come out uncut
I’m a friend when darkness comes
It’s no stranger where I’m from
I’ve dug a deep black hole before
And gotten to the bottom
Who ever painted this world
Can’t paint a straight line
Whoever wrote my book must be a crook
For making me a fool so many times
C
I remember falling
felt like flying and I
didn't know
now I see I
had no wings I'm
reaping what I've sown
I'm a fallen stone
I’ve been there before
I’ll be there again
And when I’m not I’ll lend an ear
And do my best to listen my friend
You’ve got a troubled mind
Swimming in stormy seas
You can share your thoughts
And doubts with me
C
I remember falling
felt like flying and I
didn't know
now I see I
had no wings I'm
reaping what I've sown
I'm a fallen stone
headed down a dark black road
Moon above and sun below
But the high beams are on
Pushin through until the dawn
If I close my eyes I hear
Sounds I don’t name clear
Looking at the sky
It’s beauty gets me high
I remember falling
felt like flying and I
didn't know
now I see I
had no wings I'm
reaping what I've sown
I'm a fallen stone
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13. |
Luke Payne - Explorer
01:35
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exlporer
find a way
to the place
you must go
when the storm arrives
love will fill your sails
truth will guide you
somewhere beyond that mountain
you'll find a silver stream
under the stars
the silver moon
reflected there
will lift away your fear and pain
explorer lead the way
lead us
to the place
we must go
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14. |
Emily Stewart - Sing It
02:06
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Join me for a moment in the junkman’s choir
Promise me you’ll never let your voice retire
No matter how old, No matter how tired
Your singing voice is always on your side
Sing it up high
Sing it down low
Sing it on the bayou like Eight Toe’d Joe
Sing it loud
Sing it blue
Sing it for your momma like she sang to you
If you want a little dose of the happy stuff
Just take big breath deep down in your gut
Sing you a song, Feel it in your blood
That oxytocin, dopamine, endorphin rush
Sing it up high
Sing it down low
Sing it on the bayou like Eight Toe’d Joe
Sing it loud
Sing it blue
Sing it for your momma like she sang to you
I don’t give a damn if you can find that key
You better sing it for you, cause it ain’t for me
Ain’t nothin right, Ain’t nothin wrong
Just chase away your troubles with a big, bad song
Sing it up high
Sing it down low
Sing it on the bayou like Eight Toe’d Joe
Sing it loud
Sing it blue
Sing it for your momma like she sang to you
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