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I'm waiting down by the trainyard
For a lovely storm
I'm sitting empty in the moonlight
Looking for a home
I've waited, treading the water
Cannot feel the floor
I'm waiting down by the river
Hoping for a loan
And if the timeline is changing
Love can heal our hearts
Sitting on the poems waiting
For a brand new start
And I've been falling back for the time
As the light don't seem to shine
Cold winds' changing, I'm sick of staying
In the waking hour of my life
I've been looking for a summer breeze
As the flowers, oh they'll seize
Lonely rivers, timelines of color
For the love only new
I can be your light past a storm
Train's coming and I've gone too far
Ceilings can be weak in the rain
Falling back down I can say
I can see the dusk move to dawn
For the rhythm darling, it ain't far
Stay lost and be calm
We're reaching out to summertime with a song
We want freedom
I can't believe 'em
Hope is changing
Love through a storm
Tis' to the season
Lovely, dreaming
I can't be wasted on this floor
Hope is changing, love ain't playing
Been found, God, I can't save it
Rip to the heartbeat
Flow in the backseat
It won't be too loud in the fall
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Hope seems bright when I wake in the morning
Cuppa joe and I ain't too cold
Cigs rolled and I won't be folding
Cards played right I ain't bold
I've been moving through the groove in the winter
Been found, been lost
Been bettered by the broken bounds
Can't fight the weary now
We've been too lost in the cold
I've seen the stars, we've dreamed too far
We can breathe the sound
Go back and we've been found
It don't beat when drifting in the ocean
Cold case dreams caught up in the motion
Dry heat and broken bounds
In dire straits we're going down
Hip to the hitter yet safe in a cold wind
Relapse as the record keeps turning
Go back as we move on
Begin the race, well now we're gone
Forget the crimson tide when we're in mourning
I can't complain when the clock don't stop
Yet then the birds sing, troops still marching
When can the heartache freeze their lock
Creek still flowing, I've been going
I can't compete with the works in rot
Tear down the city, battle the breaking
When can the low lights just turn off
It don't beat when drifting in the ocean
Cold case dreams caught up in the motion
Dry heat and broken bounds
In dire straits yet we've been found
Hip to the hitter yet safe in a cold wind
Relapse as the record keeps turning
Go back as we move on
Begin the race, well now we're gone
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Out of the Loop
03:31
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You called again today
And I am trying to find the words to say
There's ice in your veins
And your eyes don't seem the same
You're nothing but a broken book
You're a torn out page
I'm sorry but this love has gone to waste
I got it now, it's fine
We just drifted away with time
I'm moving on with my life
And this home it just ain't right
The doors closed to this train, and you ain't on
Life won't be the same, but I'm better off
Hope won't be too loud in this thunderstorm
And maybe now it's time to settle the score
I gave you a chance and I ain't going back
Because on this train, I will follow the track
This memory ain't got your stoic face
Darling, my heart ain't got no haste
It's hard to believe that you don't understand
Because darling, I ain't your friend, and I ain't your man
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Awake [Album Version]
03:10
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Change!
And I can't hold on through the night
I've been looking for my face
I've been waking through the fight
Love!
And I can only breed the faith
See the break, hold your doubt and say:
The light's been changing, and the sun is out
Hold your breath, and count to ten
If the light is out, come again
Back to the basics, awake in the late night
I can't be bothered awaiting the sunshine
Ripped by the smoke, baked for a good high
Beat for tomorrow, damned by the right time
Hold on darling, I ain't you
Cold wind's coming, I am through
See the break, hold your doubt
If the night is changing and the sun is out
Hold your breath, count to ten
If the light is out, you come again
Time and soul, sit at the red light
Freedom calling onto the redline
Greener days, called out for high time
Beatnik blues awake in the late night
I won't be, no six feet deep in the morning
Get fried beyond belief, no I cannot dream
Sit low darling, I can't breathe
In the morning hour, you can't dream
No I won't be
So high in the morning
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