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Run Around
03:44
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I put one foot in front of the other, give that handle a quarter turn
Agree on terms with daybreak, shake hands with uncertainty
And when it’s time to stretch my shadow
I hope I’ve loved, I hope I’ve learned
Cross my fingers I awake to opportunity
Look down at your shirt, a candle seeks a flame
Remember as a child when I used to see my name
Written in the sky, swear there used to be stars
Connecting dots and dreams
Look at who you are, remember where you came
Cherish all the scars ‘cause you made it through the same
Tell yourself who you are, you could do it all again
Don’t be who you’re supposed to be
Everything you know, throw it all away
Everything you love isn’t certain to remain
It’s how we make do with the pieces left to play
It’s the wax that keeps us straight
All you need is oxygen, a spark to the brain
You were meant to burn, not sit idle and refrain
The next individual you’ll meet is feeling pain
We’re all battling something
So dry your eyes on a tee-shirt, extend a hand till your knees hurt
Make it a holiday for family and revere the ones you loathe
Love don’t get any cheaper, you’ve gotta chase and believe her
Run around this world until you’re gone
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Butter Roll
02:44
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I’ve been upside down, eye inside a bottle
No message found, no paper roll
I’ll tell you when you’re down, no sense grievin’ ‘bout tomorrow
For some folks it’s gon’ come, for some it won’t
Well that woman’s love ain’t gonna tie your bootstraps
Just leave you with a hole inside your mug
When you’re inside out, hail gon’ make you useless
Wet and dwelling ‘bout your lousy luck
Well the sun gon’ shine, creeks still roll
Let the trout in Lake Don Pedro bear the load
Country drive, ain’t got to toll, ‘cause it’s sweet like a butter roll
Well you can ride to town, find a little lady
I’m gon’ settle down a little home
But just make damn sure, the “I do” in that woman
Doesn’t end with “not want you at all”
Chorus - Let the trail on Mt. Diablo bear the load
Well they say that time and a little salutations
Can pick you up when you’re down
I'm gonna toe that line, heavy heart and open eyes
Lord hallelujah, I love this town
Chorus - Let the California highways bear the load
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I lost my way in a room full of spirits
Said I can’t stay ‘til I heard them say last call
I’ve been locked down but I wouldn’t hear it
I made damn sure they poured that last one tall
We’ve been chasing ours with heart and a grain of salt
We might drink too much, but we love so loud
You won’t hear no hush, falling on this crowd
I made my way downtown I was reeling
I woke up sick in a place that I’d never been
We’ve all got broken hearts but we’re stealing
Back what we’ve lost, or whatever we can
We’ve been measuring our time in grains of sand
We might drink too much, but we love so loud
You won’t hear no hush, falling on this crowd
So raise your glasses high, ‘cause we’ve come so far
At the end of the night, we know who we are
I lost my way in a room full of spirits
Said I can’t stay ‘til I heard them say last call
We’ve been chasing ours with heart and a grain of salt
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Far Away
04:03
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I’m a shadow of my skin, high noon
I’m a statue, a stone virtue
My foundation has a plaque that says it all
Stand in boldness, humility stands tall
If my word's as good as gold
Sell your market share today
Find this soul amidst the fray
Take me out, I gotta be someone that ain't myself
I could see the path less traveled from afar
Forged passage, never questioned where to start
I raised the sails and I untied and pushed away
Shallow drifting, wishing I'd stayed
I've promises to hold
Lost to momentum and haste
Find this soul amidst the fray
Take me out, I gotta be someone that ain't myself
How did I get so far away?
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Ball in the Schoolyard
04:28
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Faith, matter of time
Taste, make up your mind
If time’s an engine, we’re along for the ride
If a piston’s ambition then maybe we’re doing alright
Waste little you can, we run around layin’ down rubber
These windows will wander, so turn on your lights
Well your high beams will locate in front of you, but not what’s inside
I’m not supposed to be living
I should have been long gone for sometime
Make use them chips we’ve been given
Hand on the table, eye on the bank account
Old man in a rocking chair, singing his song
Said life was so simple son, when we came along
You love for a livin’, you work twice as hard
You learn how to play ball in the schoolyard
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Baby's on the Bayou
02:46
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You make believe that little woman’s gonna find you
You try to leave, your baby’s on the bayou
Done with alone, done laid your money down back home
Let’s call a spade a spade
Get on down to the bottom of the nitty gritty cold hard ground
Gotta get on down now, there’s no salvation found, dig yourself a hole
You make believe that little woman’s gonna find you
You try to leave, your baby’s on the bayou
No love in nola, no fear or desperation played no part
Just take a look around
Get on down to the bottom of the nitty gritty cold hard ground
Gotta get on down now, there’s no salvation found, dig yourself a hole
Hey little pumpkin pie, won’t you come be my fourth July
You make believe that little woman’s gonna find you
You try to leave, your baby’s on the bayou
Hey little pumpkin pie, gotta get on down now
Won’t you come be my fourth July, gotta dig a little hole now
Your baby’s on the bayou
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1995
03:03
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Can you take this complicated lie and simplify it please?
Go'n subscribe right to my pocket where it breathes
Well I'd love to get to know ya, I'll go find you in the trees
Hang around representations of your memories
I see you've fought through pain got podiums for legs
I think we could benefit from reciprocity
No 1995, no eye to eye
Oh see can you say what were bound to become
Can you take this complicated lie and simplify it please?
It’s alive right in my pocket where it breeds
Go indulge in life’s conveniences that brought you to your knees
Trim the fat and reap efficiency with ease
I’m sorry not today, face to face is such a pain
I might rate us as compatible anomalies
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8. |
Time I've Got Left
03:51
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I started out on the trail at a gallop
Been running from things I can’t face
Set on me with bloodhounds who picked up my scent
Soon the horsemen were matching my pace
I followed the river until it ran dry
Made camp ‘til the ember’s last glow
What’s at a man’s back will continue to haunt him
Until he’s got nowhere to go
I can’t explain the promises I’ve never kept
I’m still afraid of losing the time I’ve got left
Held up in a fort made of four flimsy walls
When I heard the search party arrive
A rusty revolver loaded with blanks
And a bandoleer hung at my side
I cocked the hammer, held onto my breath
And I made my move toward the door
There’s nowhere to run when you leave in your wake
Folks behind you to settle a score
I can’t explain the promises I’ve never kept
I’m still afraid of losing the time I’ve got left
Isn’t it strange, how right’s always tough
And the easy road leaves you a wreck
Isn’t it strange I’m losing the time I’ve got left
I laid down my guns and I looked to the east
As I clutched at the wound in my chest
Laid my head down and I watched the daybreak
A casualty just like the rest
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Before 5
03:54
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Six o’clock, daybreak won’t save you
You fall in love with a porcelain mug, let the scent fill up the room
Another day gone by like a record played
You gotta flip to the other side when the road leads you astray
I don’t know where I’m headed but I better be there before five
Get my head on the carousel, get a ride
I don’t care, like a hummingbird I’m gonna loom high, watch me flutter
Out on bail, hit the pocket on a number line
A coin flips, let the alloy find its own
You sit awhile, get a feel where you belong
Can’t let a day go by through no window pane
Ain’t nobody’s path straight or narrow
Punch your ticket, board the train
I’m gonna live a little, I’m gonna love you a little more
I’m gonna sing my little heart out, pick my troubles off the floor
I might be a dreamer, as far as I can tell
You ain’t livin’ if you ain’t wishin’ in a well
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Call Your Bluff
03:36
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Wheels are made for turnin’
Stars are made to shine
Love's meant to be felt and keep us up all night
Hold on tight to holding
Directives in code
Salt in our assumptions, poison in our bones
Enough, enough
I wanna see your hand
Windows made for washin’
Clarity for view
Settle on reflection, time to see it through
Doors are made to open
Messages to read
Voice’s meant to speak
I hear them in my head say
Well I'm not gonna call your bluff
Settle on indifference
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Wrapped and Delivered
02:30
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It’s remarkable how we live
Even after giving more than we can give
It’s incredible how the will to carry on
Can be wrapped up and delivered in a song
It turns out we were gonna make it all along
It turns out we were gonna make it all along
Is it possible to let down your guard?
Sometimes it’s better to show your hand than keep your cards
Is it feasible to see eye to eye?
I guess the world will never know until we try
We could let the fire burn or watch it die
It turns out we were gonna make it all along
It’s remarkable how we live
Even after giving more than we can give
It’s incredible how the will to carry on
Can be wrapped up and delivered in a song
It turns out we were gonna make it all along
Now it’s wrapped up and delivered in this song
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