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Sherwood Album


Sing, But Keep Going (05/31/2005)
05/31/2005
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We've spent a lifetime running away,
Cold feet on cobblestone at the break of day,
I still remember everything,
The way we laughed in front of a store closing,

We're finding a way to move along without you, and we do it,
Finding a way to move along without you, and we do this to ourselves,

I think it's safe to say you were right,
Come back to your place, yeah, I think I just might,
I still remember everything,
Every mistake and every apology,

We're finding a way to move along without you, and we do it,
Finding a way to move along without you, and we do this to ourselves,

And the words above this page, are falling into place,
One down, three to go,
And my eyes are turned away, smile starts to fade,
And I know that I'm alone,

We're finding a way to move along without you, and we do it,
Finding a way to move along without you, and we do this to ourselves,
And we do this to ourselves,


. . .



There's nothing I can say, nothing I can say,
The words would never leave me,
And nothing I can do, nothing I can do,
I'm staring at the ceiling,
Just see another light, see another light,
Come at me from somewhere,
And I won't look away, I won't look away,
I will try to go there,

All of the ways that I have tried to understand,
Have taken me further from the place that I had planned,
And maybe the reason I have strayed so far from home,
Is I have insisted upon traveling alone,

The silver and the gold, silver and the gold,
Are laying here beside me,
And this is getting old, this is getting old,
Cause they will never find me,
Will you come around, will you come around?
Come around and find me,
And take me by the hand, take me by the hand,
And walk along beside me,

All of the ways that I have tried to understand,
Have taken me further from the place that I had planned,
And maybe the reason I have strayed so far from home,
Is I have insisted upon traveling alone (alone again), alone again

But I'm not saying that I will never know,
But never with the weight of my ego,
Hammering down upon my mind,
Assuring me that I will find,
Nothing at all,
Nothing at all,


. . .



I must say,
It's a nice day,
When the leaves start to turn, there is so much to learn from the freeway,
You're my friend,
For the weekend,
When the spring comes around, you can show me the town that you live in,

And tonight I walk through an empty street,
With my shadow stretching in front of me,
When my lonely thoughts meet my lonely feet,
And the cold reminds me that I've chosen this life,

I must say,
It's a nice day,
With the flowers in bloom, there is so much to view from the freeway,
And we're friends,
For the weekend,
And when the fall comes around, you can show me the town that you live in,

And tonight I walk through an empty street,
With my shadow stretching in front of me,
When my lonely thoughts meet my lonely feet,
And the cold reminds me that I've chosen this life,

So hang up the phone cause you're probably better alone,
So hang up the phone cause you're probably better alone,
So hang up the phone cause you're probably better alone,

And tonight I walk through an empty street,
With my shadow stretching in front of me,
When my lonely thoughts meet my lonely feet,
And the cold reminds me that I've,

And tonight I walk through an empty street,
With my shadow stretching in front of me,
When my lonely thoughts meet my lonely feet,
And the cold reminds me that I've chosen this life,


. . .



These steps they remind me of places that I used to know,
The smell and the sand of Lake Tahoe,
The restaurants and strip malls and chimney smoke,
And these bricks remind me of places I used to go,
With log cabins lining a dirt road,
When my obligations were in the snow,

I miss home and I miss you,
When there's no one around and nothing to do,

And I still remember those weekends when I was nine,
And four hours seemed like a lifetime,
But look out the window son, you'll be fine,
And I traced the railroad through mountains and watched the trees,
The white powder resting on their leaves,
As I pulled a blanket over my knees,

Oh, I miss home and I miss you,
When there's no one around and nothing to do,
And I know that you're keeping busy too,
But I miss home and I miss you,


. . .



There's too many ways, too many ways, I could spend hours in my day,
So many ways, so many ways, I could spend money I've made,
And if I try, I'll never have to learn a thing,
There's too many ways, too many ways, I could spend hours in my day,

And we'll see, when winter's finally broken,
Everything, the words that we have spoken,
We'll only need a thing,
And if we fail to notice, what they have tried to show us,
We'll never learn to sing,

You're never alone, never alone, can't you see you only think so?
Favorite show, favorite show, turn it on can't miss an episode,
And if you try you'll never have to learn a thing,
Never alone, never alone, can't you see you only think so?

And we'll see, when winter's finally broken,
Everything, the words that we have spoken,
We'll only need a thing,
And if we fail to notice, what they have tried to show us,
We'll never learn to sing,

The music's loud, the tv's loud, the radio is on,
I'm making sure there's plenty noise, so I can't see I'm wrong,
The music's loud, the tv's loud, the radio is on,
I'm making sure there's plenty noise, so I can't see I'm wrong,
(The music's loud, the tv's loud, the radio is on[x4])


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All in a day,
See it for yourself,
I'll make no change,
When you are somewhere else,
And I'll write for you,
Every chance I get,
Tell me you'll listen,
And say me you won't forget,

And I'll never say I don't have time, when you need me with you,
I'll stand in line, if you want me to, and I'll wait for you,
I'll wait for you,

Everyday,
See it for yourself,
I'll make no plans,
When you are somewhere else,
And I'll sing for you,
Songs that no one hears,
But tell me you'll listen,
And say I'll have your ears,

And I'll never say I don't have time, when you need me with you,
I'll stand in line, if you want me to, and I'll wait for you,
I'll wait for you,

And if you have something to say,
Know I won't look away,
No, I won't look away,

And I'll never say I don't have time, when you need me with you,
I'll stand in line, if you want me to, and I'll wait for you,
I'll wait for you,

I'll keep on waiting for you,
You'd wait for me, whoa,
I'll keep on waiting for you,
You'd wait for me (yeah) whoa,
I'll keep on waiting for you,
You'd wait for me, whoa,
I'll keep on waiting for you (I'll keep on waiting)
You'd wait for me, whoa,


. . .



Lately I've been, doing some thinking,
I guess that it's small like the last couple years,
I never would guess, all that it's taught me,
And I can't believe that it's brought me here,
I'm happy that you, know where you're going,
I wish I could say of myself that was true,
We both pursue, something worth knowing,
But I may not end with the same thing as you,

Wasn't there something you wanted to say?
About all the things that could get in our way,
If I am a martyr, will you be my flame, if it's all the same?

I'm counting the days, and counting the dollars,
Wondering how much I'm willing to spend,
To make us believe, that this is important,
There's only so long that I can pretend,

Wasn't there something that you wanted to say?
About all the things that could get in our way,
If I am a martyr will you be my flame, if it's all the same?
If it's all the same,

You could write me a letter,
You're not the only one,
You're not the only one,
If feels the way that you do, cause I feel it too,

Wasn't there something that you wanted to say?
About all the things that could get in our way,
If I am a martyr, will you be my flame, if it's all the same?

Wasn't there something that you wanted to say?
About all the things that could get in our way,
If I am a martyr, will you be my flame, if it's all the same?


. . .



I've laid for seven years here, here inside my mind,
Here inside my,
Alone in my inaction, doubt has left me blind,
Doubt has left me blind,

But I want to say,
I'm getting out this time,
Turning around those bright lights,
Show me the world outside,

I've laid for twenty years here,
Here inside my mind,
Here inside my mind,
And doubt has left me blind,

But I want to say,
I'm getting out this time,
Turning around those bright lights,
Show me the world outside,

Seven years inside this fear, it's the long way,
It's not for me,
A simple road with little owed, it's the cheap way,
But not quite free,
And you will find this life unkind when you focus on your own needs,
You will see,

But I want to say (I want to say)
I'm getting out this time,
Turning around those bright lights,
Show me the world outside,


. . .



All the leaves upon this tree, are forming words and pointing them at me,
And could it be a kind of sign informing me that I've been out of line,

All the pages in this book, are giving me an interesting look,
And can they see beneath my eyes, and if they could I wonder what they'd find,

And I won't feel alone tonight, cause I can see the candle burning bright,
And the shadows and the light, will keep me company tonight.


. . .



I've written letters to you on whitest paper,
But they all return to me a pale brown,
And I've tried to stand up to it,
But it all seemed kinda useless,
So I'm writing you this letter from the ground,

And if you see a gentleman of promise,
Stealing looks at you from there across the room,
And if your tired heart, it dances from exchanging second glances,
Don't hesitate to steal your glances too,

And I wanted to wait till the sun won't appear,
Making flowers and placing them over our ears,
But you are what you are, and I'm not very far along,

But something tells me there will come a time,
Tired of that back and forth affair that we've been through,
Thinking more than once it may be time for something new,
Suddenly you'll see him standing there across the room,
Staring at you,

And I wanted to wait till the sun won't appear,
Making flowers and placing them over our ears,
But you are what you are, and I'm not very far along,
And I'm not very far along,

And if your tired heart, it dances,
From exchanging second glances,
Please don't hesitate to put this letter down,


. . .



I'm too far down this time,
I've crossed that line too many times,
So leave me behind,
I'll let my failures speak,
For itself, I'm weak and always tired,
It's time to retire,

But I've seen the way you come and go, you're like a ghost,
Only when everyone's away do you come close,
And I saw you leave a shadow there,
And I couldn't but help and stare,
And wonder is there something in the air?

I felt that salty breeze,
When you said to me,
"Show me the world
I'll see the world,"
And I'm starting to feel like you,
So I'll say it too,
"Show me the world,
I'll see the world,"

And I saw you fall into the sand beneath the trees,
And I saw you sitting up and staring at your knees,
And I saw the waves arrive in pairs, through the sand into your hair,
And wondered is there something in the air?

And I saw you leave a shadow there,
And I couldn't help but stare,
And wonder is there something in the air?
And wonder is there something in the air?


. . .



Every single time,
I see you in the street as you walk by,
You're shuffling your feet as if to say, you'd rather die,
Then live so far from home,
I wonder is that why you're so alone,
And if you found a place to call you own, would you be fine?

And you tell me that something good is bound to happen soon,
And meanwhile you'll just wait inside your room,

Do you find it odd,
That you are not as strong as you once thought?
And even if you run you might get caught, so you won't go,
And you'll be the last to know,

And even if you run you might get caught, so you won't go,
And you'll be the last to know,


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