1. |
Hold On Tight
03:57
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Hold, my hand
Grab it if there's no other way
Keep, your grip
As all my sanity slips away
All I ask you to do
Keep me from straying
Lock the door and lose the key
Keep the light brightly shining on me
I would like to know what is on your mind
In your head and between the lines
Give me a sign and let me have my sight
All I need's a little, just to hold on tight
Shelter me fast
I sense nothing here will last
We, stay silent
Keep our heads down, composed, and quiet
If you regret me
Never saw the fear in my misery
What was all this work for,
To tease, seduce, and leave me?
I would like to know what is on your mind
In your head and between the lines
Give me a sign and let me have my sight
All I need's a little, just to hold on tight
The sun, will rise again
Shadows hide the same
We'll persevere as friends
And know each other by a different name
You know, you haven't been fair
And I know, you don't care
I would like to know what is on your mind
In your head and between the lines
Give me a sign and let me have my sight
All I need's a little, just to hold on tight
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2. |
Tennessee Rain
03:13
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I drove up the
Exit ramp of 104
Got no gas left
No money to spend
Nothing to lose
Everything to win
Far past restless
But life don't seem so senseless
Maybe, I'm crazy
Maybe I've lost my mind
But something is telling me
To not go back up 75
Tennessee rain, why don't you want me to stay?
Tennessee rain, why don't you push me away?
Oh Georgia
Since when do you rhyme with home?
My only worry
Is if I'll ever have to leave you alone
You have not failed me
You give me everything I need
Because you know that
This is the only life I know how to lead
Maybe, I'm crazy
Maybe I've lost my mind
But something is telling me
To not go back up 75
Tennessee rain, why don't you want me to stay?
Tennessee rain, why don't you push me away?
I feel my heart beat
Oh how that comforts me
Cause I know what comes next
I know what comes next
Tennessee rain, why don't you want me to stay?
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3. |
Oh Jessi
04:21
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Oh Jessi
You can't find your way home
You think running away can solve everything
But it can't, it won't
Oh Jessi
With your tricks and charms
A map full of destinations
And me alone with empty arms
I need to interrupt again
Let the words dig themselves in
Oh Jessi
This is the final straw
All those dreams your hearts been telling you
Aren't wrong, they're not wrong
Oh Jessi
Leave while I sleep
Because your face it gets me through the day
And I'll hold onto yours in my dreams
Drive until you forget my name
I'm sorry, I can't do the same
When, you leave this town for good
Please try to understand, I need the upper hand
I'm sorry
When, when you say my name
Whisper it as soft as you can
So I know there won't be any more pain
Farewell my love, I set you free
I'd be selfish if I wanted you to come back to me
You were born to do your own thing
And it is your song that I was born to sing
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4. |
I Can't Wait For Forever
04:28
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Three hands on the clock line up
Some sick reminder of time
We have to wait a bit for forever
Well I'll be first in the waiting line
One day soon
Oh how impatience looms
I can't wait for forever
I can't wait for forever
Now's one of those times
The best I can do, is try
Your hazel eyes begin to leak
The one sight, I never wanna see
I will wipe away this sadness you speak
And the remnants of your past running down your cheek
One day soon
Oh how impatience looms
I can't wait for forever
I can't wait for forever
Now's one of those times
The best I can do, is try
What am I doing?
I'm doubting myself yet again
I find my cruel suspicions
Have forever stained, my good, good
Intentions
One day soon
Oh how impatience looms
I can't wait for forever
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5. |
Last Box
04:35
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I tape the last box
There's space on the top still
Pictures collecting dust
Of people I used to trust
Plastics and woods
Imperfect but perfectly good, to me
Some things, were never meant to be
And I think, ever so truthfully
I, can't call this home
While this house has everything I own
Being cold and selfish, is all I've ever known
I still, can't call, this home
This book's aged with stains
I rewind my mind, frame by frame
The scratched and cracked CD's
Well worn, but as good as can be
It's cruel the best memories are in your head
And they're the first ones gone, when you're dead
Some things, were never meant to be
And I think, ever so truthfully
I, can't call this home
While this house has everything I own
Being cold and selfish, is all I've ever known
I still, can't call, this home
I'm sleeping in, a strangers bed
The smell of someone, I haven't met yet
Like the first night in your new house alone
Except I know with all my might
I, still, couldn't call, this home
I tape the last box
There's space on the top
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I smell smoke
Crowding in my lungs
Burning the hairs in my nose
With each song I've sung
My home is burning
My soul is on fire
I pray, these flames
Will push me higher
I'm not as tall
As I should be
And I do not mean
The height of my body
This world's not safe
Life's not fair
Wouldn't you rather risk that
Then stay scared?
I found my soul
When I broke my heart
A hole the size of my body
Was dug
It wasn't Alabama clay
That drove me away
I built this house
Out of Tennessee mud
I've seen my blood
It's velvet red, like yours
Mine runs thicker
Now that I am at your door
I gave it my all
And I know that I fell short
I'll shed my skin
Until I'm comfortable again
I make pebbles
Look like gold
I'll break the man
That broke the mold
I sold my soul
And rebuilt my home
Get behind me now
So I don't feel alone
I've seen my blood
It's velvet red, like yours
Mine runs thicker
Now that I am at your door
I gave it my all
And I know that I fell short
I'll shed my skin
Until I'm comfortable again
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