1. |
I Tried (Too Late)
03:30
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Are we living a lie?
It’s tugging at my insides
you know i had my doubts
when you said you’d stay by my side
All I can hear is the rain
it’s washing you away
I left the back door open
in case you decided to stay
baby you’re too late
I don’t care if you’re sorry
you’re too late
I don’t care if you want me
there’s nothing left to say
you’re talking anyway
you finally found your key
after all the locks were changed
i see how hard you’re trying
blame it on bad timing
or you can blame it all on me
but that won’t change my mind
cause you’re too late
i don’t care if you’re sorry
you’re too late
i don’t care if you want me
i won’t wait
i’ve been down this road already
it’s too late
i move right
and you move left
two steps forward
you’re holding back
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2. |
When I Woke
03:19
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when i woke
i swore you were next to me
your body breathing
underneath the sheets
and you spoke
clear as the morning sun
said “the war is over”
but it had just begun
only your heart knows what it’s after
so why you looking somewhere else
you think that i’ve got all the answers
i know you’re running from yourself
i swore you were calling me
from your darkest corner
waking from a dream
and you spoke
nearly a silent voice
said “my mind keeps slipping,
drowning in the noise”
only your heart knows what it’s after
so why you looking somewhere else
you think that i’ve got all the answers
i know you’re running from yourself
i pulled up
just past the break of dawn
your window open
coffee already on
just a touch
to tell you i’ll never leave
our time aint over
you’re still here with me
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3. |
Map & No Direction
03:49
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i’ve got a map and no direction
no north or south
i follow the horizon
til i lose myself
i’m a fool for this hunger
gonna see how far i can go
my engine broke down
but my body was built to roam
it’s a long climb
up from the depths
i’m always one step
away from the edge
i want to follow through
i want to follow through
i need a path through my depression
is it east or west
i close my eyes
but i can find no rest
you touch me but i don’t feel a thing
no nothing at all
am i a ghost
or just a stranger looking for a home?
it’s a long climb
up from the depths
i’m always one step
away from the edge
i want to follow through
i want to follow through
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4. |
Lonely Few
03:52
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streets are emptier today
this kingdom lost its way
watching bodies break
as they try to turn the page
i don’t mind if we leave this town
i don’t mind if we leave this town
there’s something burning underground
i don’t mind if we go
i hung my head today
loaded up and drove away
love and power is no game
but you step right up and play
i hear your voice
in the lonely few
a signal slowly breaking through
i don’t know what we’re fighting for
i don’t know what we’re fighting for
there’s no way to win this war
i guess i know why we’re fighting
i hear your voice
in the lonely few
a signal slowly breaking through
thoughts and prayers, hands in the air
thoughts and prayers, hands in the air
catch your breath if you dare
there’s still something in the air
they’re taking aim at the lonely few
smoke signals slowly breaking through
i hear your voice
in the lonely few
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5. |
Blind Willie McTell
04:47
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Seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying, "This land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem."
I traveled through East Texas
Where many martyrs fell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
See them big plantations burning
Hear the cracking of the whips
Smell that sweet magnolia blooming
See the ghosts of slavery ships
I can hear them tribes a-moaning
(I can) hear the undertaker's bell
Nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
There's a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway
I can hear them rebels yell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
Well, God is in heaven
And we all want what's his
But power and greed and corruptible seed
Seem to be all that there is
I'm staring out the window
Of the St. James Hotel
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
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6. |
Sweet Time
03:38
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seems like our better days
are such a distant place
but you take me
back to the start
when you held my hand
i knew i was home at last
i just can’t help myself
i’ll take my sweet time
with you
on the worst days
you’re always right
and i’m never wrong
it’s not worth the fight
you do it to me
i do it to you
tonight we’ve got nothing to prove
i’ll take my sweet time
with you
you’re filling me with wonder
a feeling no money can buy
there will never be another
so sweet
i’ll take my sweet time
with you
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7. |
What We're Giving
01:37
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the world got smaller for a minute
getting by on what we’re given
i’m giving it everything i can
cause i know that even this will mend
staring down the 11th hour
the cracks are showing in your tower
i keep playing back the words you said
so many things i want you to understand
the world got smaller for a minute
getting by on what we’re giving
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8. |
Made, For Now
03:32
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you asked me “where are the days of living carefree?”
it’s hard to get by on such a daydream
awake through every night and then
daylight closes in
we’ve got it made for now
at least until we tear it down
come on and chase the sound
turn around
you told me “there are a thousand reasons why, dear
we won’t make it into next year”
I’d rather take my chances with today
i’ll find a million ways
we’ve got it made for now
at least until we tear it down
come on and chase the sound
turn around
there may never be a right time
so why you waiting?
wasting your time wanting someone else to decide?
we’ve got it made for now
at least until we tear it down
come on and chase the sound
turn around
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