1. |
Let Me In
04:00
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I say I’m right outside, I’m really on my way
I’m just making sure that you’re there to let me in
I’ve been spending all my own precious time
Standing on your front porch again
Some people say, if you want to get away
You’ve got to go some place that’s unfamiliar
I’ve been thinking lately, if you want to get anywhere
One of these days you’ve got to let somebody in
Why don’t you give me a key, please take it easy on me
I’ve been waiting for you to come down
I can’t for the life of me
I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out
Out there on the border of truth and consequence
There’s a strange hue to that sunset looks like a storm is coming in
I’m out here on your front porch watching the rain fall down
I always end up on the lonely side of townI keep on knocking but you never come around
Why don’t you give me a key, please take it easy on me
I’ve been waiting for you to come down
I can’t for the life of me
I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out
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2. |
Annabelle
03:25
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Just like a steam train locomotive she’s coming around the bend
She doesn’t have any destination those railroad tracks never come to an end
We moved down to Memphis in July of 2010
We had our sights set on the family forever
Wound up lost out in the desert again
Anytime anywhere it’s Annabelle
I think I see her in the river
But when I dive into the water there’s no one there
I’ve been singing
Those same sad love songs
I’ve been running away from
Time and time again
I woke up this morning there was little left to lose
I’ve been driving in reverse trying to find a different point of view
I went out to a party and I ran into you
In your eyes there was this ancient discovery
It’s been a while since I remembered it too
Anytime anywhere it’s Annabelle
I think I see her in the river
But when I dive into the water there’s no one there
I’ve been singing
Those same sad love songs
I’ve been running away from
Time and time again
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3. |
Shakes My Head
03:05
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I don’t believe in love I don’t believe in pain
I don’t believe in a god damn thing anymore cus in the end we fade
I don’t believe in us I’m runnin out of faith
Could we be more than this another time and place
And it shakes my head and it breaks my heart
To be part of this to be torn apart
Its like a sucker’s bet you get sold and bought
Is this all there is should I try this hard
Why am I trying so hard to figure out who we are
How are you supposed to know
I can’t believe it that it comes down to this
Let down our guards gave into carelessness
It all goes to black and the tide comes in
The tide goes out we start again
We start again
It shakes my head
It breaks my heart
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4. |
Wildfire
04:28
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Everybody is getting out of town
There’s a bright flame burning down the mountain now
Out on the highway it’s like a parking lot
Nobody’s moving nobody talks
She’s a wildfire, I’m in her way
I’ve been burned before, I know the pain
She’s a wildfire, hills all ablaze
You better bring the water, you better pray for rain
Just a bolt of lightning, that’s all it takes
For this quiet little town to go up in flames
My tender heart, good tinder makes
But I played a part, I made mistakes
She’s a wildfire, I’m in her way
I’ve been burned before, I know the pain
She’s a wildfire, hills all ablaze
You better bring the water, you better pray for rain
I know in the morning, when the fire will die
We’ll look at the wreckage, we’ll look at our lives
We’ll look at each other, at least we’re alright
But nothing’s left of the town, the fury is gone from her eyes
She’s a wildfire, I’m in her way
I’ve been burned before, I know the pain
She’s a wildfire, hills all ablaze
You better bring the water, you better pray for rain
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5. |
Ballad of a Factory Town
03:39
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The gears of this city have been grinding since 1800 and something
Now I’m sitting in this old factory here in modern times
And I get this strange feeling as I look out over the buildings
I think to myself what it must have been like
They don’t make ‘em like they used to anymore
Not for fifty years or maybe more, I can’t be sure
They don’t make ‘em like they used to anymore
Industrialization following reconstruction
Oh, boy that must’ve been something
But that was long ago, well before my time
Now those two bedroom loft apartments are looking mighty fine
They don’t make ‘em like they used to anymore
Not for fifty years or maybe more, I can’t be sure
They don’t make ‘em like they used to anymore
Now the gears of this city are done grinding, hung on display for decoration
To serve as a reminder of better times
And don’t you miss that sweet nostalgia, because nothing lasts forever
That’s what keeps the past and present a great divide
They don’t make ‘em like they used to anymore
Not for fifty years or maybe more, I can’t be sure
They don’t make ‘em like they used to anymore
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