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Where You Are
03:46
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We lay while silver screens in your living room
play the same song on repeat
we smell the sunrise nearly hours away
still we lie awake like it's noon
and talk like your past is a friend you once knew
and I'll talk to you like I'm singing a song
it's been so long and I can barely get through
just one night with you without spilling it all
what if this is wrong, will it matter when we wake?
cause if Georgia's where you are, I'll be there soon
You talk as if you'll never see me again
but I'm not settling yet
your voice is soft as you lay quiet in bed
it's just like they said, I'm a fool for your heart
what if this is wrong? Does it matter anyway?
cause if Georgia's where you are
you'll never be too far for me to walk the miles
all the way to your door
you're the hardest song to sing
the brightest day in spring that I have
ever known to bless a soul such as me
and it's almost the best I'll ever see
what if this is wrong
I wouldn't change a thing
cause if Georgia's where you are (x3)
I'll be there soon
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2. |
Pocket Watch
03:12
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They all told me he was far too impatient
He always needs his hands on the reins
Cause he's too scared to be thrust out in the open,
what a waste of space
If he ever makes it out to San Francisco
He'd kill himself to find out what is wrong
Cause there's no city that can take away your problems
It takes more than a place to move on
But I don't assume that he'll stay for very long
He doesn't know what it takes to change,
he is half the man he thinks that he's become
He took that dream as he pulled it from the ashes
He polished it and held it to the sun
It was the pocket watch engraved from his father
that he got when he turned twenty one
and written in those golden letters, it read,
"Son, you get to choose who you become"
But I don't assume that he knows how life could be
If he won't learn to follow through, he'll be half the man
he could be
Half the man that he should be
Now ambition takes the place of contentment
A dream is more important than the pain
Like every kid who doesn't wait for the sunshine
and rides their bike in the pouring rain
like every girl that he met was the problem,
when he's the only one he has to blame
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3. |
Not Over Me
05:09
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I've been talking to the walls here
I don't know how to make them listen
they've heard every conversation
every hard talk that I've been given
I wish they'd hear these words and learn to understand
cause there ain't nobody here that's gonna hold my hand
I wake up when the music stops
and I find myself unable
unable to decipher my bed
from this kitchen table
I think most nights I've been finding my relief
talking to the walls and talking in my sleep
but I don't want you to cry anymore
Not over me
don't fight anymore unless it's for
something you believe
something you believe
I don't know how else to put it
I'm gonna miss you when I'm gone
when I get to where I'm going or maybe
back where I am from
and then I'll finally make my peace there
when I reach the great beyond
I'll replay our conversations and
your love that kept me strong
but I don't want you to cry anymore
No, not over me
don't fight anymore unless it's for
something you believe
and don't hide anymore
I know you better than you think
I know it's hard, but don't cry over me
don't cry over me
don't cry over me
don't cry over me
I hope I see you when you hold your baby's hand
but if that day never comes, I hope you'll understand
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4. |
Greyhound
04:01
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Fog smacks my window on this greyhound to Georgia
that's cutting through the night
I'd sell my shoes, my car, my guitars if it meant I
could keep you for a little while
I'd be quick to hide I'm wrong
Lord knows how much you love to be right
Most nights I miss Franklin and those
red bricks that shine under the city lights
but most of all, I miss that breeze
you know, the kind that carries me into relief
And I might lack a few things, but that don't mean I can't change
when it's time
oh when it's time
Now and then you come to me in
dreams I have already seen a hundred times
just like a book with a broken spine, we
all must learn to cope with life
when it's time
When it's time (x4)
I wonder what you think of me
am I drifting through your memories tonight?
I thought you saw the best in me
But you weren't even looking in my eyes
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5. |
Annabelle
05:42
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Annabelle, won't you offer me some more time
to prove I'm what you need? Some more time
to make you finally see I'm by your side
I have fought through every war in my mind
and I've found you linger still in all my
little cracks I used to fill with things I don't need
Chorus:
Just let me in, let me roam
through the world you've created all
on your own, and come down from
that cliff
how could I live in a world
without you in it?
Annabelle, you can take your time
I'll be pacing my room while you decide
if I'm worthy of the fear it takes to try,
though you know I am
[Chorus]
There's no guarantee this will end the way we plan
and though I'm scared as hell, something tells me
we're worth it
something tells me you're worth it
If the world should be so kind
to put you in my arms for all my life
I'd hold you 'til the day I'm called to die,
but let's start with now
[Chorus] x2
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6. |
For the Record
03:28
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How do I say your voice is stuck in my head?
Every melody, they won't stop repeating
For the record, I would love to ask you to dance
And I was hoping you'd say yes
But it's like standing on a cliff with a finger to my back
Just for clarity, it's only for the record
How do I say I knew that this would happen?
It's like I'm watching a car before it crashes
For the record, I was hoping for a better time
Because I know today you're busy
Please forgive me, if you walk out my life
I won't forget it, I'll regret it for the record
for the record
I keep checking my missed calls every hour on the dot
like clockwork meets insanity; losing sleep hoping you'll call
Why do you think the earth and all its madness
is always moving, never stopping for a second?
For the record, I love the way you dance
For the record, you'll never be a burden
It's like deciphering a code to a map you've never read
Or traveling down a road on a journey with no end
It's like standing in the sun so the heat can press your back
Could you humor me, if I say please?
For the record
Just for the record
Just for the record
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7. |
The Way We Always Are
03:30
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Call me whenever baby, you know I'll never tell
Take me from heaven's cradle, pull me into your hell
[Chorus]
and oh, it's just the way we always are
how we've always been
and oh, it's that feeling you give me when
you understand
Open your switchblade darling, cut me deeper than you ever did
load in your bullets baby, shoot me in the same spot again
[Chorus]
Open the door just one more time, another chance
to prove that I'm a worthy man to love again
[Chorus]
That girl's a pistol sonny
You'd better watch your head
But sweeter than iced-tea summers
When you see her sleeping
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8. |
Through These Halls
04:34
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With this only chance, we will wait to find
this uncertainty breaks me down in my mind
we will wait to find
let me break the wall, let me walk inside
up and down these halls, here your spirit must lie
awake and alive
[Chorus]
but I could walk forever through these halls
memories filled to the seam and pictures on our walls
building up this world with our own hands
all this time, I finally find that now I understand
Making progress now, taking larger strides
so naive back then, so weighed down with false pride
we had so much to hide
[Chorus]
all this waiting's not for nothing
Now is pleading "don't forget me"
[Chorus]
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9. |
A Few Regrets
05:45
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The city spins beneath a dark, starry sky
and the streets are filled with people
street performers and magicians of all kind
that's when she crossed my mind
and how the only thing she asked of me
was to be a perfect man;
to live up to a standard not even she can comprehend
I wish she'd watched her words more carefully
cause I took them all to heart, but I don't blame you dear
if that's the way you are
I saw a couple on the subway while in Spain
couldn't believe what I was seeing
that face, those eyes, even her laugh sounded the same
it made wish I weren't away
and now the happy thoughts she left me with
are the only ones I have
I could lie and say I'm glad that we're just friends
but the truth is I was hoping for so much more than this
but I don't hate you dear, it's not in my heart
there's no malice here even with the scars
and I don't wish to make you guilty
though it might seem that's where we are
of all the people that I've learned from
I learned the most from the girl
I gave my heart
I know that Georgia needs her more
than she needs me
please understand that I'm not jealous
I only hope that she will find her missing key
and finally open up that locket
and when the sunlight hits her face,
she will learn to always smile
not for me, but for the life that she's been given
and I can't hate her for the things she said
cause I might have said the same
you're not perfect dear, it'll be okay
love will always make us do crazy things
keep a few regrets, they'll help you find your way
and I don't wish to make you guilty
though it might seem that's where we are
of all the people that I've learned from
I've learned the most from the girl
I gave my heart
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10. |
Five More Seconds
05:48
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I was walking down that old road with my memories
my bare feet on the stones I felt wind brush off my worries
so much has changed, my face has toughened out
I'm not the same
I remember the shape of her hands, they correspond to mine
and when they brush 'cross my face and tell me
"there's no reason to hide"
I can't help but keep it inside
the frustration of knowing failed tries
then I felt sunlight on my eyes
as the car sped up, I waved Amy Goodbye
and there she stood with tear-filled eyes
I couldn't speak in awe of her sighs
I held her tight but not tight enough
if only I'd known I was giving her up
and that day was my only regret
it hurt like hell to get over, but I'd do it again
I'd hold her tighter but this time
I won't lose my grip
Lose my grip
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11. |
Hand It to Ya
04:30
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This town ain't nothing but gas stations and banks
banks and gas stations, bars and mixed drinks
you cut the wick while it's burning
now there is no more flame
no flame for a person you don't want anyway
what do you need, some sympathy
you're too cool for anything
or anyone but I think I've gotta
Hand it to ya
if you're wanting my two cents
I'm gonna hand it to ya
you might have your problems
but I was never one
And now you're telling me
the love was never there
Am I the kind of fool you're gonna look into the eyes and say that
you don't know how to play fair
this is the last time
don't make a good man wait around
cause you'd be surprised by
how fast he could leave this town
what do you need, apologies?
you're too cool for even me
oh but damn I've gotta
Hand it to ya
cause you might have your problems
but I was never one to compromise
the truth for a lie
but now that you're lonely
don't you come running to me
no, not me
but damn I
I gotta hand it to ya
oh you're a piece of work, you are
I've gotta hand it to ya
Oh I've gotta hand
it to ya
if you want it, here it is
hand it to ya
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12. |
Someone to Sit Beside
02:31
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There's an outline in my head that nobody can fit in
it must be time to let it go instead
I feel the wood of this old bench
I think the world makes more sense when I sit here
just to listen
To the air I hope your voice will soon live in
to the meanderings of people walking by:
they've got rings around their fingers
and vows upon their lives
I'd just like someone to sit beside
I take it as a sign, I'm not patient by design
but I'm learning what it means to wait
It must be harder than I know to feel
the world move so slow
while you're running at a steady pace
To the place you see yourself in five years
to the person you'll call home when you're empty
there's no shame in being scared to face your fears
take a seat, talk with me
when you're ready
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CodettaSouth Columbia, Tennessee
Tenne-ssippian writing and recording music in Columbia, TN.
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