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God-Saved Man
04:54
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Sitting at the kitchen table
He said he’s been in love once
But it was rough
I’m not one to push and pry
I like a kind of quiet guy
Yeah that’s enough
He said “Do you think you’d hold it to me?
Come on too fast, and you’ll fall right through me
I’ve been seen ducking barbed wire
Catch me in your hand, and I turn to water
Somedays you’d think I was made of paper
Tear me a bit, and I’ll tear right through ya
Leave you in a dust trail with bleeding fingertips
If love’s a fever, then love is sick
I can’t tell living from being no more
Have I been sitting still or moving on?
God saved a man like me
I’m not sure why, and I’ll never be
Caught my reflection when I peered in
Couldn’t tell if I was looking at a good heart or sin
Wish I was on the beaten path
Only thing seeming like it lasts
And when you look at me girl
Do you feel kind?
Can’t trust the sea or a woman’s insides
Not one to take up space
I come in breathless and I leave the same”
“And you’ve got that look in your eye
Like loving me could be alright
Fixating on the touch of a hand
From a soulless lover
But a God saved man
But If I were to wake up at night
With the thought of leaving on my mind
Would you feel like you’d been had
By heartless mover
Or a God saved man?”
I said
“Just cuz it’s not good
Doesn’t mean It’s half bad
You keep looking at me like it’s all so sad
Do you feel just like the sun?
Keeping it together until night comes
I’m careful where I step
Based off practice
If I messed up my footing or how I acted
I’d be found by the waters edge
Drifting into whatever lays ahead
And its not love
But there’s something to it
If you stay here, lets keep it quiet
I’ll rest my head into my hands
And sink into where I stand”
“And you’ve got that look in your eye
Like loving me could be alright
Fixating on your distant stance
And what it means to be a God saved man
And if you were to wake up at night
With the thought of leaving on your mind
Well I’d feel like
I’d been had
By a heartless mover but a god saved man”
A man x3
Sitting at the kitchen table
He said he’d been involve once
And it was rough
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Delia
04:27
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The cab is full of smoke
And the air it smells like gears
The ghosts of the interstate
Are howling in my ears
And when you think you’ve crossed the line
You found an error in your aim
There’s truer love around the corner
But in these turns you make your name
Oh delia, oh delia
I was always hoping you’d give me a little bit more
But you were born to killers,
And I was born in the morning
When I was picking my poison
Between Manhattan or the hills
You were running around the jamboree
Like you knew everyone on the bill
I fell in love with your looks
and how you dressed like Frazey ford
You understood my wanderlust,
But my fear made you bored
Oh delia, oh delia
I was always hoping you’d give me a little bit more
But you were born to killers,
And I was born in the morning
Give anything an honest hour
And it becomes a home
Even with it’s burned-out heart
You find shelter in the bones
Oh delia, oh delia
I was always hoping you’d give me a little bit more
But you were born to killers,
And I was born in the morning
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Rollin’ 105
On the yellowhead highway
There’s green pine and cottonwood
Marking my way
Mary in the backseat
Has lost her shoes
While she sleeps away
Between the grocery bags and the booze
Don’t know where I’m going
There’s an exit sign
For the next town northbound
And I can't read the name
Country on the radio
Reminds me of you
Though you hate this song
Even more than I do
So I, I rolled the windows down
Like the covers in the morning
Thought I'd know by now
I thought I'd know by now
I thought I'd know
Canada day
At a city motel
With the fireworks display
Don’t you hate that you can’t turn away
And the light on your face
Oh the colours so bright
‘Cause the sun don’t ever set out here
Though I know you just might
We were lost from the crowd
Couldn’t find a friend around
But I kinda liked it that way
Made it easier for you to stay
And the gunpowder fell on our shoulders
Soft as rain
Don’t you know we ain't the ones
To feel that sort of pain
Thought I'd know by now
I thought I'd know by now
I thought I'd know
I thought I'd know by now
I thought I'd know by now
I thought I'd know
Outside the top of the bill
Was sounding kinda run of the mill
I guess sometimes the town
Is just too small for the sound
Kid in the broke down barn
Sang “You can’t always get what you want”
And getting what you need
Is usually just the greed talking
Sometimes that morning sky is just an alibi
Driving westbound I rolled the windows down
Like the covers in the morning
Thought I'd know by now
I thought I'd know by now
I thought I'd know
Thought I'd know by now
I thought I'd know by now
I thought I'd know
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