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I've put it all behind me
Nothin' left to do or doubt
Some may say
But every silver linin'
Always seems to have a cloud
That comes my way
Anticipated pleasure
Or unexpected pain
No choice I fear
Love is hard to measure
Hidden in the rain
That's why you'll find me
Here all alone and still wonderin' why
Waitin' inside for the cold to get colder
And here where it's clear that I've wasted my time
Hopin' to fly 'cause it's almost over now
People come together
People go their own way
Love conquers few
And I'll do whatever
I'll say what I need to say
Just not for you
How many days should I smile with a frown?
'Cause you're not around with the sun on your shoulders
And how many nights must I wake up alone
And know in my soul that it's almost over now?
Our love is like a paper airplane
Flyin' in the folded wind
Ridin' high, dippin' low
But innocence is fair game
I'm hopin' I can hold it in
Our love will die, I know
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My father's name was Hannibal, Mama was Hanna-Mariah.
Everything we owned got all burned up in the great depression fire
Strip mines and one crop farming drained the green earth dry.
We lost it all till only love was left, and that was the one thing money can't buy.
We're all Dust Bowl Children
Singin' the dust bowl song
Well, the crops won't grow,
And the dust just blows
When the green fields are gone.
When the green grass growing fields are gone.
When the green fields are gone.
When the green grass growing fields are gone.
Well, they said in California, there's work of every kind.
The only work that I got out there was waiting on a welfare line.
Once I had a dollar, once I had a dream.
Now all the work is being done by a big ole machine.
We're all Dust Bowl Children
Singin' the dust bowl song
And the crops won't grow,
And the dust just blows
When the green fields are gone.
When the green grass growing fields are gone.
When the green fields are gone.
When the green grass growing fields are gone.
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I wanna run away
Don't come out looking 'round
Too busy dealing with it on my own
He's right behind me
Please God I can't be found
Don't cast another stone
Feel out the night, until the sunrise
The City tells me not to go ‘til dawn
And if he wakes that's when my heart breaks
And I'm as good as gone
How do I lie awake now
When I know I've got to be moving on
How do I lie awake now
When nothing's right and nothing's wrong
And in the end
Will we make amends
Just like we're face to face another dawn
And in the light, or when the moon shines
Will you take me on home
How do I lie awake now
When I know I've got to be moving on
How do I lie awake now
When nothing's right and nothing's wrong
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Gonna lay my burden down
Lay my body in the ground
Cold clay against my skin
But I don't care at all
Can't seem to find my piece of mind
So with the earth I'll lay entwined
Six feet underground
My feet are warm and dry
When I get to the other side
I'll put your picture way up high
But I'm not coming back to you
It's just too far
If I was cast out on the sea
Would you come and look for me
Or would you just let me sink
Beneath the waves so blue
What if I had learned to fly
Fly all night till day drew nigh
Touch down upon a branch and
Scan the crowd for you
When I touch my feet on the land
I'll kiss your lips and take you in
But you know I'm not here to stay
It's just too far
Darling can't you hear me cry
My bones are broke
My tongue is tied
The moon is swaying back and forth
Against the navy sky
Is all that I can see
My body's trembling on my knees
Just have a little mercy on me
Run away and hide
When I sleep the angels sing
But I cannot hear a thing
Eyes closed
Dreaming of the better days gone by
When I wake the trumpets play
And I'm standing at the gates
Fall down the joy I know
My race has just been won
When I was young my mom would say
Well life is hard, but that's OK
If you can make it through the day
It's not that far
No, it's not that far
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More wishes than a thousand hearts can count for you
More smiles than a merry-go-round
The sweetest ending to a bed-time story told
My love follows you where you go
More laughter than a kindergarten out to play
One Sunday morning song that says it all
More summer than a California beach can hold
My love follows you where you go
Future like a promise - and you're a city of Gold
Stubborn in your bones and Jesus in your soul
Seeing you stand there - staring at the unknown
I won't pretend that it's not killing me
Watching you walk away slow
My love follows you where you go
Take forgiveness - take a prayer - take the deepest breath
Take the answers in your heart
When you wake up and the world is cruel and cold
My love follows you where you go
Future like a promise - and you're a city of Gold
Stubborn in your bones and Jesus in your soul
Seeing you stand there - staring at the unknown
I won't pretend that it's not killing me
Watching you walk away slow
My love follows you where you go
Seeing you stand there - staring at the unknown
My love follows you where you go
More freedom than a field of flowers in the wind
More beauty than a morning after rain
Up the steepest hill - a dark and crooked road
My love follows you where you go
My love follows you where you go
Future like a promise - and you're a city of Gold
Stubborn in your bones and Jesus in your soul
Seeing you stand there - staring at the unknown
I won't pretend that it's not killing me
Watching you walk away slow
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This old house is falling down around my ears
I'm drowning in a river of my tears
When all my will is gone you hold me sway
I need you at the dimming of the day
You pull me like the moon pulls on the tide
You know just where I keep my better side
What days have come to keep us far apart
A broken promise or a broken heart
Now all the bonnie birds have wheeled away
I need you at the dimming of the day
Come the night you're only what I want
Come the night you could be my confidant
Come the night you're only what I want
Come the night you could be my confidant
I see you on the street in company
Why don't you come and ease your mind with me
I'm living for the night we steal away
I need you at the dimming of the day
I need you at the dimming of the day
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You close the door in front of me, I wait patiently outside
And as the minutes tick away I feel the anger rise
And who's the object of my rage, and who's not being fair
Is it you for your indifference or me for just standing there
Cause in my mind the room beyond is bathed in golden light
I dream about you through the day and I toss and turn at night
Sometimes it's hard to understand, when they say that pride's a sin
Should I go or should I stay on the outside looking in
Well I didn't make the grade today and I'm not the only one
But my heart, it won't stop hurting and feeling all alone
Maybe we'll trade places in some not too distant year
I'll hear your voice calling out, and I'll cover up my ears
Cause in my mind the room beyond is bathed in golden light
I dream about you through the day and I toss and turn at night
Sometimes it's hard to understand, when they say that pride's a sin
Should I go or should I stay on the outside looking in
Well I could brag on the things I've done or the places I have been
But I never found a cure for on the outside looking in
Sometimes it's hard to understand, when they say that pride's a sin
Should I go or should I stay on the outside looking in
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It's feeling longer now than it ever has before
Another memory is another slamming door
It's getting too dark now to see
Every photograph is another lesson learned
Every sleepless night is another page I've turned
I wake up to fallen dreams
And the petals start to fade by the picket fences
Just another shade of miles and miles to go
If I had a chance, I must of have missed it long ago
If I could run away, I wouldn't have to let you go
This angel's bound to stray
Like an hourglass, I'm a soul of sinking sand
You try to hold my heart and I will slip right through your hands
Time just blows away
And the petals start to fade by the picket fences
Just another shade of miles and miles to go
And the tears forever flow
And the petals start to fade by the picket fences
Just another shade of miles and miles to go
This angel's bound to stray
It's another shade of miles and miles to go
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I called you today
Wanting a change
I never meant to hurt anyone
Never meant for you to pull out your guns
But feelings won't stay
In this meager parade
You're beating to a different drum
In this lack of all the luster we've become
Save your breath
You know we've both
Tried our best
But it's leaving
This might as well be done
I'm falling with the sun
When the hours getting sour won't save with time
And I'm waving off the one
Who wouldn't let me run
Though we tried, it's a lie I can't keep dragging on
I'm untying this sinking stone...
Don't sit on the fence
Living past tense
Holding on to wishes and words
Folding out a picture we blur
Cause here in the end
I'm losing a friend
Fighting back a tear when it burns
Dividing up the pieces that we were
Save your breath
You know we've both
Tried our best
But it's leaving
This might as well be done
I'm falling with the sun
When the hours getting sour won't save with time
I'm waving off the one
Who wouldn't let me run
Though we tried, it's a lie I can't keep dragging on
I'm untying this sinking stone...
I can't say you're all alone
I'm accepting what I own
Here lies a blanket not a bandage
I'm unable to restrain
When the wake that we became
Is drawing me under
This might as well be done
I'm falling with the sun
When the hours getting sour won't save with time
I'm waving off the one
Who wouldn't let me run
Though we tried, it's a lie I can't keep dragging on
This might as well be done
I'm falling with the sun
When the hours getting sour won't save with time
I'm waving off the one
Who wouldn't let me run
Though we tried, it's a lie I can't keep dragging on
I'm untying this sinking stone...
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I grew up in the scantling yards of Wheeling West Virginia
A wheelhouse cub looking for an open door
In the packet ways a Sweeney wed the keel of my Bonita
Just two months from her timbers til she moored
I paid the fare in billet on her maiden voyage to Vicksburg
And talked my way to hand the tiller on the course
In her planks I carved a notch and sealed the vow “Be my Bonita”
And her dowry was my life between the shores
I was born with rouging ways, and she steered me like a woman
From the port calls and the bawds that lead me stray
The calliope serenades, made the old towns come running
And the boys would gamble shards to pull her chains
The striker's boast would fain me loss, about the wrecks the shoals were keeping
And how the old girl's got poor Billy's ransom saved
On the lake at Bistineau, she set the wharf at Dixie
With a thousand bales of cotton on her main
As the great raft disappeared, the watermark went sinking
And she was stuck right hard, a listing on the bank
With the furnace still a blaze, I stood my last upon her
Then climbed the prow and took a landsman's trade
“A derelict now Milady” said the watch log I've concorded
“Have the bosun sound us eight bells for the change”
Cause I was born with rouging ways, and she steered me like a woman
From the port calls and the bawds that lead me stray
The calliope serenades, made the old towns come running
And the boys would gamble shards to pull her chains
And I would take to wider walks, so the gin I stopped a drinking
At three scores aloft this crooked frame
The striker's boast would fain me loss, about the wrecks the shoals were keeping
And how the old girl's got poor Billy's ransom saved
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My love stands before the open window
Staring so far away
He can almost feel the southern wind blow
Almost touching my restless days
He turns from the window to me
Sad smile his apology
Sad eyes reaching for the door
Daylight loses to another evening
And still he spares me the word goodbye
He sits alone beside me fighting his feelings
He struggles to speak but in the end I only cry
Suddenly it's so hard to find
The words that would help me speak my troubled mind
He's offering these to me as if to be kind:
There is a train everyday leaving either way
There is a train everyday leaving either way
There is a world, you know
And there is a way to go
And we'll soon be gone, it's just as well
This is my opening farewell
A child's drawing is on the table
A woman's silk lying on the floor
And he would keep me here if I were able
And lock us safe behind this open door
But suddenly it's so clear to me
I've asked him to see what he may never see
Now his kind words find their way back to me
There is a train everyday leaving either way
There is a world, you know
And there is a way to go
And we'll soon be gone, it's just as well
This is my opening farewell
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