Sixteen never came. He just wanted to be understood. His mother knew his name But never found the time to love her son. Of all the things in the world
They're still building roads in the south And we could see them off, we start driving now And we'll do all our thinking out loud And wait for daylight
sixteen never came he just wanted to be understood his mother knew his name but never found the time to love her son all the things mean the world we
thirteen, i only had a few songs to play and big dreams to take the whole world on in a day oh i believe that everything that hurts has a way to make
tell me friend do you linger in your head can you taste it still like yesterdays those memories they wash all over me they make waves that cry out for
i drove around this town it looks the same as 1998 when everyday we drove around this town trying to find our way how did the lights start setting on
father he raised us in the grace of god jeep wagoneer and blue grass songs he showed us all the things a proper father would and even more than the best
pay no attention to the blood on his hands he just had to break a few backs to get where he's at greed take what you need while you can you got a free
today the things familiar to me are gone and i'm here in some strange place with nothing to say and all of my life i've had someplace to go some purpose
yesterday i packed up all my things threw them off the coast to rest in peace i met a man who took all my empty dreams and brought them back to life
they're still building roads in themselves and we can see them all if we start driving now and we'll do all our thinking out loud and wait for daylight
Maybe its crazy when you let it begin Its all you ever want, all you want to start And then they tire you, you want to throw it away Still everything
it started in a movie where he, he sailed around the world and the dream became and she called it love she dreamed that she'd be rescued yeah she, she
all my thoughts aren't against me at several thousand feet of all the things i've seen of what my life even means i've gathered all these things things
of Shadows... Now thunderous cataclysm befalls the gleaming Kor-Avul-Thaa (The mystic gate stands open!) The Xytaxehedron held to the stars... the incantation uttered with eager
s eager to reap the extreme unction prepares for the last flight but God knows where you will rest Dark are the veils of death To sail the seas of eternal
s eager to reap The extreme unction prepares for the last flight But God knows where you will rest Dark are the veils of death To sail the seas of eternal
a free bit / Higher truth is present all ya gotta do is seek it / Zion high is the land to which we are going, yo / Eager to get there and I know that
