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Other Side of Town
02:50
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This is a movie I’ve already seen
I’m getting tired of the same old dream
The leaves go, gold from green again
And soon they’re sleeping on the grass
Another sign that nothing last
Tomorrow’s on the way and she drive too fast
But if you could find me, you’d be found
I wont feel a thing until I hit the ground
Pick me up, take me down
I’m waiting on the other side of town
You’re a stranger I’ve already met
Feel the danger when I forget
The river’s high, the rocks are wet, we’ll fall
If only we could float back to spring
Where we knew most everything
Now you’ve lost me
Silence is a lonely sound
We could leave tonight, we could get it right
All we need's tomorrow
We could leave today, roll the past away
And forget the sorrow
But only if you want to
Only if you want to
But if you could find me, you’d be found
I wont feel a thing until you come around
Pick me up, lay me down
I’m waiting on the other side of town
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2. |
Ariel
02:37
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Rode down to the riverside to wash my soul away
Cast it all into the light
At the end of the darkest road
The wrong things seem so right
Ariel
Where will we go, what will they say when we’re gone
Are you sorry babe
For the runaway
It seemed to me there was nothing left to see
Oh Ariel
Tangled are the limbs, climbing to the sky
Arms of many reaching for the sun
And a green sea shines, but there are no signs
To lead me from this awful deed I’ve done
Ariel
Do you miss the farm
From the badlands where we sleep
Alone again, with a jar of sin
Will the next life be so dark and deep
I am the rider, guilty as I am
But I do not hold the reins
Strides from the wire, could you feel the fire
Lift the words the angel sang
Ariel
Where will we go
What will they say when we’re gone
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Furrows
00:44
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4. |
Cities and Streams
02:45
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Down through the meadow
Far past the Red Oak
Was a fire burning free
By the tracks where we used to meet
And there was an old flame
But I gave her a new name
A time to die, a time to grow
Plant the roses of Jericho
And when the fire crossed
I knew Maria was forever lost
Over cities and streams
And down into the burning dream
I was waking
She was shaking
From a burning dream
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5. |
Blackberry Winter
03:26
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Listen to the wind roll
Let it lead your soul
Down to the water
Like the days of old
So long you’ve been the old statue frozen at the Station Park
Living in a dreamer’s past, waiting on a spark
You don’t feel no pain, when you watch the rain
Said it ain’t the same this year
Your home has never been where your heart lies
Dear
If you don’t make no plan, do you understand
Alone, you will enter
The Blackberry Winter
Headed through the pines
Til’ I see her face
Down by the water
I will find my place
So long I’ve been the old scarecrow out in the field so low and lonely
They tell me nothing’s real, but my one and only
And I don’t feel no pain, when I watch the rain
Swear it ain’t the same this year
My home has always been where your heart lies
Dear
If I don’t make no plan, could I be the man
To guide you as you enter
The Blackberry Winter
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6. |
Wheels of the Seasons
02:33
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The wheels of the seasons
Keep on rollin’, time is foldin’
What is lost, a shadow in your mind
And there aint no shortage of let down
From the country to your down town
I have been there
I know them well
It’s been a long road, past midnight
Taste the last drop, of that sweet rye
One more down with that last dime
Out here waiting in the pouring line
Do you remember, was it August
Or September, we were burning
Like the embers to meet the morning
Ashes and wind
Every dark day, every heartache
Takes you closer to that true fate
Hold on tight to the hands of time
The hours spin and the numbers rhyme
As the wheels of the seasons
Keep on rollin’, time is stolen
What is lost, a shadow left behind
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7. |
Don't Be Gone
02:30
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Will I miss you
Did I misuse
The time we had was it wasted, they say it all fell through
Are you longing
For belonging
Some days your sorry, some nights your stoned
mama don’t be gone too long
From the parkway
To the dark days
From the alley to the valley
And back to the Country Store
The moment changes
Spins and rearranges
There’s only so many nights
A loner spends alone
so mama don’t be gone too long
The map I sold you
The love we prayed to
Made it simple for the songs
To paint the colors in the sky
And the past it will call
Sure as the tide falls
And I will be there at the station
First call, last ride home
mama don’t be gone too long
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8. |
Just As Lonesome
04:00
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You take the night, the losses in life
Freeze them in their frames
Take what you will, drink what you spill
The days and the years are the same
With only four seasons to blame
Is it that hard to believe that your not
The only one trapped in the blue
Just as lonesome as you
The darkness you know, will burden your soul
The anchors will know you well
Til’ you let them go, there will always be snow
To cover your wishing well
My footprints out on the trail
Is it that hard to believe that your not
The only one broken in two
Just as lonesome as you
So take to the street, with your dancing feet
Dying to spin in the world
Forget your faults and knock down the walls
As the flowers fall from your curls
And Summer starts to unfurl
It is that hard to believe that your not
The only one lost in the view
Just as lonesome as you
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9. |
Apple Trees
03:34
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The apple trees are calling me back to the hills of Caroline
The autumn leaves are falling free
And the colors ease my mind
When he’s too far-gone for far too long
A man can lose his eyes
No not what he sees, just what he’s meant to be
The faces and places left behind
Remember Californ’, picking from the vine
And running wild through Napa County
Sweeter than the wine in the heart of summer time
But seasons bring reasons for change
And back to San Antoine, lost out near the border
Mining for the diamonds in our souls
All we ever found, were empty bottles
And a Bible that Maria stole
Illinois, she nearly killed me, like she almost got Roosevelt
But I drank away the pain on a southbound plane
It was Kentucky when it rained like hell
All these towns, all these trials
The blessings and the curses I have known
But I set my mind, like the perfect crime
And I’m headed back to my home
Where the apple trees are calling me to the hills of Caroline
The Autumn leaves are falling free
And I’ll find the love I left behind
I’ll find the love, I’ll find the love I left behind
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10. |
Lightning
02:52
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Take a look around your town, tell me what you see
A change of heart, a change in time, a ghost you never freed
If your waiting all the while, to wonder all the way
At the end of the night when you go to face the day
Sorry for the hope that you lack
But you felt it with a wave to your back
Never found, what you thought you would find
A spark to the dark end of a mind
Or it could have been lightning
Could have been something sweet
Honey letters, I will never read
If it ain’t real until the heart starts fighting
Then it could have been lightning
Take a look and ask me why all we see is blue
Those questions answered mine, I did not have a clue
It’s not how the water falls but how the water felt
To take another hand or play what you were dealt
It’s a gamble, I will guarantee
It’s the way we were born to be
And if I’m laughing well I know how it hurts
What always made it worse
Is it could have been lightning
Could have been something strong
Heavy skies now, a rollin’ in your bones
Don’t’ spend the rest of you’re life deciding
If it could have been lightning
I don’t remember a word she said
From the highway to the river bed
But I’ll be keeping, the gold I found
On the cold night she took me down
Or it could have been lightning
Could have been something sweet
They say forever, is never meant to be
I hunted love and I watched it flying
She hunted love and she felt it dying
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11. |
Lithia
01:28
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