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Lonely is the night
When the wind and the rain blows cold
And all this time I’ve been hiding from the gather storm
Of all that I’ve done

Run, oh run
From the emptiness that fills you like a drug
Load your guns

Her mother was sailor lost at sea
Maybe you could say no less of me
Looking for answers that never come
We survived the season of the rain and snow
Talking about places that we'd like to go
We'll pray in California and the summer sun

It's a brand new world

If you wanna take me home
Baby tonight, I will go willingly
Or if you like these city lights
Baby tonight, I will go walking with you

Only seven more
At the start of the week it was more

You remind me of cigarettes
The way I hold you in my chest
The way you kiss me
With your filter breath
And I keep thinking
I'm getting over this
Once you had me
You don't have me anymore

I keep kicking at the curb with my worn out shoes
and I keep running into stranger's that say I know you
and I don't wanna be a proud man just wanna be a man.
A little less like my father and more like my dad.
I wanna hunt like David,
I wanna kill me a giant man,
I wanna slay my demons,
But I got lots of them, I got lots of them.

i was born in a lighthouse
where my mother lay
and she wont wake for no shouting

i was raised by the water
by the crippling waves
and the gulls gave me my singing voice

banks coming down they're taking all our hard earned pay lord giveth, but he taketh away i pay our debts but works getting hard to find these are hard times
i built this house with my own two hands now their gonna take it and five acres of land and all of our children are growing up way too fast in these hard times
but wait, oh wait see how the morning breaks it's the simplest of love songs, but it's all our hearts can take and though we lose our stake
heaven is where we make it even in the smallest places, can a garden grow
i took this job in part as a sacrifice for my unborn children and my beautiful wife i always worked hard on all of these sad estates with no hard times
but wait, oh wait see how the morning breaks it's the simplest of love songs, but it's all our hearts can take and though we lose our stake heaven is where we make it even in the smallest places, can a garden grow
even in the smallest places, can a garden grow

Settle down, head against the window
counting hours by the handful of plastic bottle shots
coming home, sleeping in my own bed
waking up to the silence
I’m no good at this at all

I need a good distraction, honey if you could come by
and hold me like you want me, like that would make me happy,

As we gather round the table
To say a prayer for those we love
All the words that will spoken
they will never be enough

to encompass all the feelings
that our brittle hearts can bear
all the storms that rage inside us

Intro: Em G C G C C x2
V1:
Em G C G
I've got a lot of loose ends, I've done some damage,
C G C
I've cut the rope so they fray,
Em G C G
I've got a lot of good friends, keeping me distracted,

Time is a cold wind blowing through the leaves
Of a tired old tree I sit [sing?] beneath
Where I think about the world and I don't know how
What will happen to us now?

And peace is a ladder up to the clouds
That I'm wishing I could climb but I don't know how
So would you lend me a hand to the promise land

I believe nowhere is a better place to be
Than not knowing where you're going now
I said education is a better state of mind
But I'd trade all my books to find a home
If I made bets on a better time
I'd lose my money every single dime
I believe moss on a rolling stone
Is better than the rust that's growing on my home

packed up my piano and a suitcase full of clothes
and i went looking for a better place to hide
ride across the border in a broken down sedan
with a bottle and a rifle on my mind

on and on and on and on the miles stretch for hours
the radio keeps spitting out the tunes
every other song is just another tired rhythm

oh my darling
this is getting harder
the world is growing smaller
everyday

oh my darling
your memory slowly fading
i know i keep complaining

Silver bracelet in my cup
Holder marks like bread crumbs on your trail line
And the pictures on the fridge
From the booth in Tennessee that one time
When I was in love and you were in love with me also
Holding my hand
Kissing my mouth like you wanted to
Back before the money took its toll

All things pass with time
old trends, old friends
Fitting for the month that michael died
buried in a stone cold riverbed, where the water divides

Oh come colder weather
Oh come something better please