Still Life Lyrics(Copyright © 2001)
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Carry Me Home
Push that throttle grip that wheel
Eighteen tons of diesel and steel
Up before dawn and chasing the sun
One last pickup one more run
And all eighteen are turnin in perfect time
For five hundred miles you've been on my mind
Carry me home
Carry me home
Runnin the road since age of eighteen
Drove to hell and back and most places in between
Keep on believing
Free and lonely from coast to coast
Pull into town feeling like a ghost
Keep on dreaming
There'll be time enough for sleepin
When the daily race is done
I know my heart you will be keepin
Chase away the midnight sun
Carry me home
Carry me home
Broken Afternoon
You can climb the highest tower
You can jump or climb some more
Take a dive in the ocean green
You can drown or reach the shore
You can clutch your fist in rage
Drop the ball and face the cage
Try and tie the hands of time
Miss a beat and loose the rhyme
Not all is written in the stars above
Not all is etched in stone my love
After all you make the rain you make the pain you swallow
On this broken afternoon
After all you make the shame you make the blame and sorrow
On this broken afternoon
You can try with all your soul
To hold on tight or let it go
So wipe those stains from your hands
Watch them fall like grains of sand
After all you make the rain you make the pain you swallow
On this broken afternoon
After all you make the shame you make the blame and sorrow
On this broken afternoon
All The Answers
When I was small and you were taller then the trees
I looked to you for all the answers
We'd walk alone through the woods and the leaves
Knowing the path would always lead us home
But it seems I've lost my way
And I need your help today
All the answers that I seek
To all these questions running deep
All the answers will I find
When autumn leaves spin down to die
I walk alone through the fields where we played
I hear your voice as plain as day
It's in the wind as it blows through the trees
Can you help me find the answers
All the answers that I seek
To all these questions running deep
All the answers will I find
When autumn leaves spin down to die
And now my son looks at me
As if I'm taller then the trees
Do I pretend I know the answers
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Almost An Angel
You're my darlin your my beacon my guiding light
You're my woman yeah you know how to treat me right
You're contagious your completely under my skin
You're mischievous the kind of trouble I like to be in
Now I'm not lookin for perfection
Cause you're the compass for my direction
You're almost an angel
Theirs no place on earth I'd rather be
You're almost an angel cause you bring out the devil in me
You're a mystery I always try to unwrap
You complete me like a monkey on my back
You're a fever a constant heat I can't explain
You attract me like a moth to an open flame
You're almost an angel
Theirs no place on earth I'd rather be
You're almost an angel cause you bring out the devil in me
Memphis Blue
I count the stars thru the bars and the cracks in the window
The fire escape a rusted place of dancing leaves watchin the wind blow
And the alleyways
Are smoky gray
And Memphis Blue
Memphis blue
Wine and guitars soak the bars heed the crack of the eight ball
The city streets a lonely beat of broken dreams watchin the rainfall
And the taxi lights
Flash red and white
I whistle a tune past the gate and the tomb where the king lays
A heavenly sight are you lonesome tonight I can't say
Elvis Aaron is gone
Lost in a purple dawn
And Memphis Blue
Memphis blue
State Of The Union
Give me urban sprawl and concrete malls
God bless discounts and our Walmart stores
A fist full of cards and I'll just charge it all
And I feel so whole
Give me the biggest car that I can drive
Cause it's the only way I feel alive
I'll never fill this empty space inside
And I feel so cold
From my hands to my bones
The state of the union is stateless
The state of the union is faceless
Just shameless
They paved the fields of soy and corn
The cell phone towers greet the dawn
And the ties that bind have all been torn
And I feel so old
From my hands to my bones
The state of the union is stateless
The state of the union is faceless
Just shameless
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