1. |
Roman Candles
01:55
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let's get out of here while we still can
let's get out of here while we're still alive
let's burn, burn, burn like Roman candles in the sky
into the American Night
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2. |
April Fire
04:09
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sometimes wish I was my father
build a decent life with honor
instead of chasing my own tail
it's the panic of my generation
bills and wedding invitations
instead of records in the mail
I've spent my whole life
falling in love with girls that I just met
now the sweethearts are gone
and all the Ramones are dead
these are the same streets
I walked when I was eighteen
and didn't have a clue of what to do (with you)
these are the same lights
I passed on all those same nights
driving home with no place left to go (alone)
so I call on April Fire
to burn away my fears
and pull me out of bed
because the Summer's almost here
turn this night into a dream
and this dream into a day
and as I lay to rest
so will this when I awake
these are the same streets
I walked when I was eighteen
and didn't have a clue of what to do (with you)
these are the same lights
I passed on all those same nights
driving home with no place left to go (alone)
these are the same streets
I walked when I was eighteen
and I still don't have a clue of what to do
these are the same lights
I passed on all those same nights
as I drive home with no place left to go
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3. |
American Night
03:36
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it was a Middle Tennessee Summer
it was 102 degrees
we had everywhere to go
and nowhere to be
and there's a million ways for people
to get to where they go
some like a ladder
we prefer a road
let's get out of here while we still can
let's get out of here while we're still alive
let's burn, burn, burn like Roman Candles in the sky
into the American Night
it was a Middle Tennessee Night
it was a quarter after two
I decided I just won't sleep
there's better things to do
the Earth was still and the Night was quiet
and I lay in the dew
but this can't last forever
because September will catch us soon
let's get out of here while we still can
let's get out of here while we're still alive
let's burn, burn, burn like Roman Candles in the sky
into the American Night
and I still remember the time we said
we could pack our things and head out West
sleep under the stars and change our names
like Wild Bill and Calamity Jane
dodging the law and robbing trains
and no two days could be the same
live like outlaws, never to be tames
let's get out of here while we still can
let's get out of here while we're still alive
let's burn, burn, burn like Roman Candles in the sky
into the American Night
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4. |
Liner Notes
02:43
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sometimes I wait for you in places
where we might get to speak
and we can talk a while about the weather
and you probably don't notice
how I hang on every breath
and a prayer that I might just say something clever
because there's things I'd like to tell you
and there's things I'd like to know
but tonight, we'll have to settle for movies and records
because everything that I could say
has been said by better men before
and I can't bear the thought to give you lesser
but I don't need to find my place
in those songs they wrote
I just want to find my way into
your Liner Notes
so in a few clever lines
a repetition and a rhyme
alliteration and some subtle imagery
I see your face a thousand times
in every song that they could write
configuration of my heart on their sleeves
but I don't need to find my place
in those songs they wrote
I just want to find my way into
your Liner Notes
someday I'll bring poets and prophets
from their feet and to the ground
until then, I'll see you around
so when you think my feet are dragging
or I'm fumbling on my words
or my balance seems a little less than sturdy
please don't let it be off-putting
I'm just running through my head
for a few good words for you that could be worthy
but I don't need to find my place
in those songs they wrote
I just want to find my way into
your Liner Notes
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5. |
Just Fine
04:04
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it was a restless Sunday evening in December
just like the kind I've feared for my whole life
I was stumbling home from some dingy tavern
about the time he asked for you to be his wife
and to be honest, I didn't think too much about it
and I knew this day would come, to be fair
but it struck me that it didn't strike me quite so hard
if I feel it, I don't know where
because nothing's really wrong
I've just never been alone for quite this long
I take it one day at a time
convincing myself that everything's just fine
I'm Just Fine
Well, Julie dyed her hair and went off the deep end
sometimes I think I see her around town
and Katie, she still lives down in Georgia
I still call her when there's no one around
and me, I play guitar in dingy taverns
just like I've always wanted my whole life
and I never feel alone on the Road
only when I come back home late at night
but nothing's really wrong
I've just never been alone for quite this long
I take it one day at a time
convincing myself that everything's just fine
days and weeks turn into years
but I don't spend my nights in tears
I just wake myself up Tomorrow
it's a big old world out there
don't want to miss it before I go
nothing's really wrong
I've just never been alone for quite this long
I take it one year at a time
convincing myself that everything's just fine
because nothing's really wrong
I've just never been alone for quite this long
I take it one day at a time
convincing myself that everything's just fine
convincing myself that everything's alright
convincing myself that everything's Just Fine
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6. |
Paper Napkins
03:49
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well I'm in Chicago, and the Birds are in Cleveland
and I haven't seen a full game on TV all season
it's OK, because I get updates on my phone
the same ones I get from my friends so I feel less alone
well it's pack your bags
put your luggage in the car
and I'll call you when I get there
wherever we are
it's Highways in August, and it's Airports at Christmas
it's calling up friends who say, "sorry man, just missed us"
it's these places I go and the things I bring home
it's chasing these places and things that I'll never quite become
well it's empty your pockets
have your boarding pass in hand
and it's take off your belt and shoes
and it's rearrange your plans
it's words left unsaid, bills left unpaid
friends left for dead and beds left unmade
it's talks about money and discussing religion
it's disappointing my friends and my Seasonal Depression
it's the War on TV and the news as it happens
it's writing these songs on airport Paper Napkins
it's coming back home to unopened letters
it's Surviving the Winter if we Stick it Out Together
because there's grass to be grown and there's Baseball Weather
it's less than 100 days until pitchers and catchers
so let's raise one more glass to the Darkness and sing
one more tiny prayer that we make it until Spring
and it's trey tables up
put your seat backs upright
and it's buckle up your seatbelt
and it's "have a nice flight"
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