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Before the Dawn
05:49
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What do you want from this life?
You say you don't know, but I think you
Your silence cuts just like a knife
You know how much I'd like to speak to you
You saw the fear in my eyes
I tried to put on some transparent play
You saw right through my poor disguise
When will the darkness in me start to fade away?
Oh, no! Don't tell me that the sun won't rise
Oh, no! Don't tell me that the Love is gone
Tell me the night is darkest just before the dawn
You saw the fear in my eyes
I tried to put on some transparent play
You saw right through my poor disguise
When will the darkness in us give way to the day?
Oh, no! Don't tell me that the sun won't rise
Oh, no! Don't tell me that the Love is gone
Tell me the night is darkest just before the dawn
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2. |
Robert Johnson
04:32
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There's a boy from Mississippi
Old at heart, not fully grown
Only ever cared about the blues, but he can't lose
Can't go back home
And I feel just like Robert Johnson
Standing at these four old roads
But every road I take just leads me back to the same old show
They build a high rise where the old church used to be
They say the city's growing fast
And everybody's special, everybody's cool, and everybody has a story from their past
And I still feel like Robert Johnson
Playin' catch-up with the moon
'Cause every song I sing just takes me back to the same old tune
North, south, east, and west
The wind blows, the wind blows
Here one minute, gone the next
The wind blows, the wind blows
Nobody's every seen the man behind the mask
But do they really need to know?
And it's to early to know which road that I am on
And it's too damn late to turn the boat around
And I still feel like Robert Johnson
One foot in and out the door
The devil knows that it's my soul, my soul, my soul that I'm looking for
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3. |
Hold Onto Love
03:51
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She sits alone
Surrounded by a million
People that she
Will never even know
In some café
Some lonely daughter on the edge of town
You can see her everywhere
And she won't stop for no one
She won't stop until she knows
Until she knows
He sits alone
And he knows that he may have
Lost the only one
He every really loved
And it's too late
And he is much too tired to try again
Or is that feeling just a lie?
And he won't stop for no one
He won't stop until he knows
Just how far the story goes
Just how many Second Chances it will take to find a way to
Hold onto Love
Day turns to night
The love of yesterday's a memory
And she is far from home
She's reaching out
For someone who can see into her soul
For someone who can easy this pain
And she won't stop for no one
She won't stop until she knows
Just how far the story goes
Just how many Second Chances it will take to find a way to
Hold onto Love
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4. |
Supposed To Be
04:20
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I'm still on my way
Trying to find a place
Hungry for answers you can see it in my face
Headed down the highway
Back to the midwest
Takin' what I'm given, leavin' behind the rest
Woah, nobody ever is where they're Supposed to Be
Woah, somebody tell me where I'm Supposed to Be
Some people give up
Before they begin
Other people never stop
And wear themselves thin
I just do things my way,
Then I reassess
Taken what I'm given, leavin' behind the rest
Woah, nobody ever is where they're Supposed to Be
Woah, somebody tell me where I'm Supposed to Be
Thought I would meet you
Like we used to do
In that old hometown café
You're just as beautiful as I remember you
How I wanted to stay
Home's where the heart is,
At least that's what they say
I don't know where my home is, anyway
I'll just keep on searchin'
Keep doin' my best
Takin' what I'm given, leavin' behind the rest
Woah, takin' what I'm given, leavin' behind the rest
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