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View from the Badlands
02:53
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In the hills, there’s a feeling
In the hills, there’s a tree
What I know, when I’m there
Things aren’t the way they should be
Many years on the highway
Many tears on my sleeve
And I know, when I’m scared
The highway’s the only place for me
I’ve been told to go my way
Into a forsaken land
Rivers dried and crumbled
Boots that are filling with sand
In the hills, there’s a feeling
In the hills, there’s a tree
What I know, when I’m there
Things aren’t the way they should be
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Didn’t think the day would come
Didn’t plan, but sure did run
From a life I knew would treat me well and kind
Rolling by with one eye closed
Saying hi with fake hellos
One eye open, but might as well be blind
And the bottle just scared me
It’s tipped out my heart
The last drop has spoken
The show’s final part
Didn’t think the day would come
Didn’t plan to see the sun
Shining through my room
All so warm and bright
Doesn’t make it any easier
Doesn’t make it alright
Doesn’t try to be different
Just in my own light
And the bottle just scared me
It’s tipped out my heart
The last drop has spoken
The show’s final part
Tomorrows are scary
Been year after year
The bottle just scared me
Tomorrow is clear
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3. |
Like Silver & Gold
04:26
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I got a truck and a feelin
This is not my meant to be
I'm thinkin a lot about leavin
Startin a new life for me
And I should'a been stranger
Could'a been bold
And I would'a been all yours
Like silver and gold
Many years ago I made a big mistake
Took an innocent heart and watched it break
Jumped into the fountain without lookin first
I'm drinkin my tears for thirst
There's an open road a callin me
There's a better way for sure
There's a bright star shinin above my head
Only one way to endure
And I should'a been stranger
Could'a been bold
And I would'a been all yours
Like silver and gold
Like silver and gold
Like silver and gold
Like silver and gold
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4. |
Looking Away
04:30
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Can I ask you a question?
Have you thought about years gone by?
It’s often times perplexin
To sit back in reflection of life
Then I catch myself looking away
Forget about seizing the day
Where do the decades go?
Where do they go?
Where do they go?
Where do they go?
I was sitting near a couple
When I heard a man speak so vile
Yelling daggers at the woman
Who had nothing left in her eyes
Then she caught herself looking away
As if she heard a stranger say
Leave behind a tortured soul
Been holding you down for so long
Down for so long
Down for so long
I don’t understand the sequence
Of the offense and the defense in life
Spending so much time reflecting
Has left me in a bit of a bind
And I can’t help but look away
Bury the pain of the day
Believe in the decades to come
Better to walk than to run
Walk than to run
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5. |
Alan Reyes
04:51
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Got a note from my friend Alan one day
He said treasure might be coming our way
Didn’t know much more than that
Didn’t care that much I guess
My friend Alan had adventure plans that day
Good old Alan had a fire in his eye
He had clues and needed a second guy
So we packed his Subaru
Under cover of the moon
San Francisco to New Mexico overnight
Trading turns behind the wheel
Highway Junk food our only meals
We rolled into Albuquerque
with a plan for seven days
Put my blinded trust in my friend Alan Reyes
We rented scuba gear
We acted without fear
Into the mountains we soared
To the finder comes the riches
All the rest are sons a bitches
Didn’t matter if it’s sunny or it poured
Day 7 came up faster than the morning light
The sad truth is the treasure was out of sight
When we finally came up empty
That old treasure’d hooked us plenty
Back to San Francisco overnight
Alan Reyes knew the thrill all along
The Treasure hunt now far and gone
Years gone by since our adventure
That old treasure finally captured
Me and Alan well we got this little song
Years gone by since our adventure
That old treasure finally captured
Me and Alan well we got this little song
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6. |
My Thoughts
05:05
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Never asked to be alone with my thoughts
But that’s what I’m going to do
Been years since I’ve seen you around
But in my thoughts all I’m seeing is you
Decades behind me, still not ahead
Keep winding round roads down deep in my head
They tell you to move on, that much is true
And I’m lying down slowly with these thoughts coming through
I’m trying wholly to be less lonely
Day in and day out I do try
And I think about the nighttime from the moment I rise
And these thoughts, they keep closing my eyes
Never asked to be alone with my thoughts
But that’s what I’m going to do
Been so long since I’ve seen you around
But in my thoughts all I’m seeing is you
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7. |
Even If It Hurts
04:20
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I can run across the desert floor
Chasing dreams I’ve had for ever more
I can leave behind my memories sore
Even if it hurts
Nothing troubles me like my own mind
Feeling like I might be running blind
But you gave me peace of mind
Even if it hurts
And the speed at which our lives go by
Seeing things I never thought I might
Now the time has come to say goodbye
Even if it hurts
Didn’t turn when you called my name
You alone are not to blame
Leaving behind me the brightest flame
Even if it hurts
So don’t think of me as one who died
Think of me as though I always tried
I’m the one that’s feeling like I’m flying
Even if it hurts
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