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In every long unending Tuesday
In every old and wrinkled shirt
In everyone's discounted masterpiece
That nobody ever heard
In every aimless conversation
Every gray and rain-filled cloud
Darling, if you're looking
There's something worth singing about
Some tiny little wonder
Just waiting to be found
Something worth holding on to
Something worth singing about
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I'll Find You
02:53
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Like the honeysuckle finds the barbed wire fence
The orange finds the leaves when the summer ends
Like a rich man's baby finds a silver spoon
Wherever you are baby, I'll find you
Like the rust finds the bumper of an old Fairlane
Like a sad bridesmaid finds a glass of champagne
Like a long night of drinking finds a bad tattoo
Count on me baby, I'll find you
If ever this world should keep us apart
Hold on honey, wherever you are
Cause there ain't nothing that I won't do
No doubt about it baby, I'll find you
If you get lost inside of your dreams
If you trip and fall into a time machine
If you get in a bind that you can't undo
And you can't get home baby, I'll find you
And when our time on earth is done
And our souls get shot from that soul shooting gun
And you're speed of light flying, right past the moon
Wherever you land baby, I'll find you
So don't cry honey when they bring our check
I promise in this life and the next
Like a mockingbird finds a spring time tune
Wherever we're headed baby, I'll find you
Count on me baby, I'll find you
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Saviorville
04:30
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Just off 95 there lies a black hole
If you don't drive by fast it'll swallow you whole
It used to be a mecca for granite and steel
But all the Plymouths done rocked on down to Saviorville
It's hard being young, but it's harder being bored
And she was like a butterfly locked in a drawer
Dying to know how the other half feels
And it's just twenty short miles down to Saviorville
Where there's something to do
Someone to be
If only for the night
You can run free
Well she didn't want it all, she just wanted a taste
But the bars back home didn't stay open so late
Who knew the cost of a couple cheap thrills
Was gonna be so high down in Saviorville
Where there's something to do
Someone to be
If only for the night
You can run free
Well the butterfly flew a little too close to the sun
Trying to play a game that couldn't be won
Barely hung on the nine months until
I was born on the outskirts of Saviorville
You can learn by example, you can learn by mistake
I know where I'm headed, but I'm going anyway
Guess we've all got holes that we can't fill
But you can't help but try down in Saviorville
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How Mine Are You
03:08
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I never minded being alone too much
I'd just as soon figure it out on my own
But now the dogs next door are barking
And my chain's all tangled up
And I wish you'd throw me a bone
Just because I ain't wearing it on my sleeve
Doesn't mean you ain't holding it in your hands
Just because I ain't getting down on my knees
Doesn't mean I ain't begging you for a chance
I'm just sitting here alone
With nothing to do
Wondering out loud
How mine are you?
I could be in a crowd of people somewhere
Making small talk with anyone I wanted to
Write a letter to my congressman
Do the dishes, get my taxes done
Or be hung up on anyone else but you
Instead I'm sitting here alone
Feeling so blue
Darling won't you tell me
How mine are you?
Hey, maybe you'll come around
Let me in on the secret
If you need a fool to let down
Baby I can be it
'Cause I'm just sitting here alone
With nothing to do
Wondering out loud
How mine are you?
I'm just sitting here alone
Feeling so blue
Darling won't you tell me
How mine are you?
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Small Town Band
05:01
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They played the moose halls and bars, little big time stars on the stand
For free drinks and smokes, even a couple tokes with the fans
Singing ol' shot the fox, gin on the rocks, and promised land
Falling in and out of love
They were just another small town band
Randy and Robin got a baby waiting home that wasn't planned
A truck full of tools and a house with no rules cannot stand
Gary's in the back room counting tips and practicing his slight of hand
Twenty bucks apiece and a fifty for himself when he can
Tony's out sitting in his car trying to write the next great line
And he's saving up some dough, gonna hit the radio
And not be just another small town band
Life has a way of making sense some days
And other times it simply falls apart
But it felt just like church when folks punched out of work
To hear them sing one straight from the heart
Randy and Robin they split long ago before he met my mom
Gary had a good run, but he ran just a little bit too long
I tried to call up Tony just to offer him a drink and say hello
But it's hard to pin him down now with three hit singles on the radio
So I fill up a glass and raise up a toast when I can
To that wild old bunch fools, man they thought they were cool
They were just another small town band
Life has a way of making sense some days
And other times it simply falls apart
But it felt just like church when folks punched out of work
To hear them sing one straight from the heart
Now I'm sitting in this hotel trying to write the next great line if I can
Better hit the hay, gotta make it up in time to load the van
It's Louisville tomorrow and then Little Rock if all goes down to plan
We'll sing 'em loud, and sing 'em proud
A few they've never heard
That came from just another small town band
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Sophia
04:38
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You know you're looking like a strung out Tinkerbell
Dying for another round of applause
You keep tying yourself to the train tracks
Just to see who's gonna come and cut you off
Well I believe you when you tell me that you've seen the light
You wanna make it alright but will it last the night
Or will you disappear like you do every time?
'Til you come back begging in the middle of the night, saying
Sophia, won't you let me in?
I swear I'll never ask again
You know I wish I could say that you don't know any better
But we both know that you do
Ain't no forest for the trees just another opportunity
To turn the conversation back to you
Now you're standing on my porch looking pitiful
Well I'd love to help you baby but this house is full
Have you ever heard the story of a boy who cried wolf
And got swallowed up by the shit he pulled, singing
Sophia, won't you let me in?
I swear I'll never ask again
Do I look like a fool to you, darling?
Sophia, won't you let me in?
I swear I'll never ask again
Do I look like a fool to you, darling? (Sophia, won't you let me in?)
Do I look like a fool to you, darling? (I swear I'll never ask again)
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Walk That Road Alone
03:20
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You came home, skin and bones
That winter in Chicago really did you in
Went traipsing through the wild unknown
Just to find she couldn't love you in the end
Back down south, your parents' house
Is up for sale and nothing's sacred anymore
And in the shadow of your doubts
You can see her standing in the kitchen door
Can you learn to improvise
When you're sinking like a stone
Can you stand resolute with your face in the wind
Can you walk that road alone
Can you walk that road alone
Yesterday is a dog-eared page
And it's a long way on the bus so you've got time to read
Milk and honey, saving grace
Is there still time for the next guy that you wanna be
Can you learn to improvise
When you're sinking like a stone
Can you stand resolute with your face in the wind
Can you walk that road alone
Can you walk that road alone
Can you stand resolute with your face in the wind
Can you walk that road alone
Can you walk that road alone
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8. |
The Wire
05:31
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They begged her to quit
It's not worth the risk
It's a matter of when and not if
She said with a sigh
Is it worse to die
Or to not feel alive while you live?
She said besides, I'm not scared
Fixed the bow in her hair
And climbed the ladder back up
What do you say
To such a brave pretty face
So bound to something she loves
The jewel of the Saturday circus
Surrounded by chaos and clowns
The tightrope walker's trick
Is never looking down
Never looking down
You could hear a pin drop
You could hear a heart stop
As she gracefully stepped off the steel
Look how she floats
Watch how her toe
Lines up squarely with the back of her heel
She was almost halfway
When she started to sway
Due to a strong gust of wind
She shook in the knees
And that look of ease
Was replaced with one much more grim
The jewel of the Saturday circus
Surrounded by chaos and clowns
The tightrope walker is
Hurdling fast towards the ground
Fast towards the ground
A couple days later
The photo in the paper
Showed a girl with a bow in her head
The top headline read
Don't hold your breath
The jewel of the Saturday circus gets caught in a net
The reporter asked her
After this near disaster
Are you keen to give up this desire?
She said not at all
I'll get over the fall
But I'll never get over the view from the top of the wire
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Everywhere that isn't somewhere there's a mother all alone
And an only son who's traveled far from home
She can feel his shoulders ache from laying stone on top of stone
And she hopes that someday he's gonna find
Everywhere that isn't somewhere there's an old dog in a cage
Missing a kid in hand-me-downs with dirt smeared on his face
He wonders why you're gone and why the hours turn to days
And why his years don't last as long as our own
You just can't get there from here is what you tell all your friends
But the interstate just loops in on itself and back again
When you get to where you're going is it too late to know you're wrong?
Everywhere that isn't somewhere might be somewhere all along
Everywhere that isn't somewhere there's an old man with a son
Who knows exactly why all he knows how to do is run
Holding back the tears all he can manage is a nod
"Don't drive too fast" he tells him as he leaves
You just can't get there from here is what you tell all your friends
But the interstate just loops in on itself and back again
When you get to where you're going is it too late to know you're wrong?
Everywhere that isn't somewhere might be somewhere all along
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How Cool
03:53
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You practice truckin' all day and you truck all night
You practice talking like your friends and you feel alright
Until she steps into the light
She's a sight
She hits about a nine on the Richter scale
You say it's nothing but your knuckles are turning pale
Had your chance
And you failed
How cool can you be with a broken heart
How does a pretty boy feel in the ugly part
How together is a broken man
And how cool is the one that's gonna understand
You used to talk about your lovers like pairs of shoes
You'd wear them out and then you'd leave knowing they've been used
Until she gave you something to lose
You're confused
You call her up and she avoids you like the plague
She's hanging on to mister tall dark and vague
And says the point
Is made
Well how cool can you be with a broken heart
How does a pretty boy feel in the ugly part
How together is a broken man
And how cool is the one that's gonna understand
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11. |
Hallelujah Anyhow
04:24
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You were sitting on the curb outside the Diamond City car wash
We started talking about nothing, I guess we never really stopped
I was 26 and basking in the glory of my doubts
You were a Kodak picture of innocence
Hallelujah anyhow
Cartoons on the TV and a buzzing kitchen fridge
I said don't you ever get the feeling that the whole game is rigged
And despite our best intentions we can't seem to turn it around
But you couldn't hear me for singing
Hallelujah anyhow
Will I be forgiven for the things I didn't get done
Worried wondering whether or not the river knows how to run
Will there be grace for all the time I spent trying to dodge the clouds
While you stood in the rain dancing
Hallelujah Anyhow
Hallelujah Anyhow
Hallelujah Anyhow
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In every new and boundless morning
There's a quiet victory
Before that old sun ever rises
A bluebird somewhere in a tree
Who knows if the song's worth singing?
Whether he's headed North or South
A simple, small reminder
There's something worth singing about
A thousand little wonders
From heavens down to the ground
It's easy enough to miss 'em
Right there where things turn around
But darling, if you're looking
There's something worth singing about
Yeah there's something worth singing about
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