1. |
Big Bear City
03:24
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2. |
Coming Back
04:39
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Sailor, won’t you save me
It’s cold down here, I’m running out of air.
Doctor, won’t you heal me.
they told me I was fine, still I’m aching all the time.
It’s been a couple years,
tearing pages out of here,
Our eyes open
we’re coming back
Blank pages there for days
Almost found a different way
Lost focus
And we’re coming back
Teacher, won’t you teach me
lost the will to write, blank pages every night
Old friend, won’t you help me
Find my pen, I lost back then
It’s been a couple years,
I’ve been tearing pages out of here,
Our eyes open
we’re coming back
Blank pages there for days
Almost found a different way
Lost focus
But we’re coming back
Back
Back
Lately, it’s getting better
One song at a time, this sadness we climb
Better, than ever
Heart’s healing anew, music keeps us close to you
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3. |
Little Broken Wing
03:21
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In a terrifying way
He hits the windshield and he makes a funny face
The car that crushes him won’t stop to see if they
Can help to undo damage done in any way
Like a pigeon left to die
A broken wing down on the sidewalk for awhile
And all the busy people look but pass him by
There is no time for this so pay the bird no mind
Like all the little things- All the other little things left behind
A little girl with a pink balloon
Waits for the bus with mom and sees him too
“Hey mom that bird looks sad and hurt and cannot move
Is there something we can do? Hey mom?”
With momma on the phone
In tears can hear the words foreclosure and no home
She doesn’t ever hear just what her girl is saying
Then the bus arrives and takes them both away.
Like all the little things
All the other little things
taken away.
I cannot fix your wing so I will leave you in the curb
I don’t have any time for this and cannot be disturbed
If you should die here overnight under these orange city skies
I will pray for you and mourn for you in early morning light
I will call for god to take you up and cover you with love
And you can fly among the ghosts and see your old world from above
I feel sure that all the angels will come by to hear you sing
And I will rot in hell
Because I cannot fix your little broken wing.
Like a pigeon left to die
A broken wing down on the sidewalk for awhile
And all the busy people look but pass him by
There is no time for this and pay the bird no mind
Like all the little things- All the other little things left behind
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4. |
Beat Up and Broken
04:07
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This beat up guitar has served me well
The strings are old and it’s time for a trade
The tour’s taken its toll, it’s looking kinda old
It’s time I’m afraid.
This car’s pushing two hundred thousand miles
Rusty paint and the transmission’s broke
The last time we tried, we only got to Blythe
We only needed a few more miles
Take care of the things that treat you well
Before they get too old and bid you farewell
You wouldn’t come this far without them there
They bid you farewell
These pets will grow old soon
Loved you for their whole life
Love you can’t repay
You’ve felt it since the first day
they saw you
Take care of the things that treat you well
Before they get too old and bid you farewell
You wouldn’t come this far without them there
They bid you farewell
Beat up and broken is just another way to say
I loved these things from the first day
Old and tired is just another way they go
into our memories
Take care of the things that treat you well
Before they get too old and bid you farewell
You wouldn’t come this far without them there
They bid you farewell
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5. |
Perfect Pocket
02:23
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6. |
Drunk and Lonely People
04:02
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7. |
Where Do They Go?
04:10
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Where do the parents go
When you’re all grown up?
Where do the mentors go
When you’ve learned too much
Where do the lovers leave
When the flame’s died down
What do the children see
When the circus leaves town
Where do they go?
Why do they leave
These people you know
Are they still here?
Where do your friends go
When they move away
Where does the sun go
When the skies turn to gray
Where do your dreams go
Where you’re wide awake
Where does your love go
When your heart breaks
Where do they go?
Why do they leave
These people you know
Are they still here?
Where does the pain go
When the drugs take hold
Where does your health go
When your bones grow old
Where does the rain go
When it’s all dried up
How does the wine taste
at the bottom of your cup
So many questions
Looking for answers
Leave a little room
to find it together
Where do your siblings go
when they don’t know you anymore
Where do the veterans go
When they return from the war
Where do the sailors sail
When they’ve caught their final fish
What does the genie do
When he grants his final wish
Where do they go?
Why do they leave
These people you know
Are they still here?
So many questions
Looking for answers
Leave a little room
to find it together
So many questions
Not enough chances
to find it together
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8. |
Going Slow
03:41
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9. |
Dispute
03:39
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The Long Wait
We play melodic folk rock that sits somewhere between the old school classic folk rock of Fleetwood Mac and the modern country pop of Brandi Carlile. We'd like to think we play music for anyone who can relate to strong harmonies, rich acoustic/electric guitar blends and popular song structure. ... more
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