I am a long haul driver and I'm leaving at dawn. I don't think that I will see you, so I'll leave the porchlight on. I know you land at 8 o'clock but
We move like cagey tigers We couldn't get closer than this The way we walk The way we talk The way we stalk The way we kiss We slip through the streets
First day in the new hometown. Walk these dusty streets in search of... Bluejays in a southern sky Makes me thirsty, let's get started now. I wonder if
Can't feel it any louder Can't want it any more Can't paint it any brighter I've said it all before I wanna be the one that you love. I wanna be your
I walked through Cleveland till my feet were black. It only took ten minutes then I was back in this hotel room trying to write this song. I met a little
An early mid-life crisis looms, and for me to survive it I'll find myself a motorbike, and learn how to ride it. Stop out where the grass is dry and hills
It's the Dixie air that keeps us grounded. Kind old sun, feeds magnolias and slows the race down (it can't be won). Out of money, low on on inspiration
There is no one here except for me and all of these strangers. There is no one here but them and you and me, girl. There's only me and the noonday sun
Young men steal away with unprotected fruit. Dirt up in the face of the complacent. The rule of the hunter is to see himself as prey. Never leave the
Hey man don't say I didn't warn you, that southern California is some day gonna fall away. Do it, but all in moderation. It hurts my reputation, what
Brother, oh brother Will I see you again When I left you on Walnut St. you were a wabted man Brother, oh brother where will you lay your head under a
One day you're gonna miss me. One day you're gonna wake up cold. Then you'll wish that you could kiss me when you're old and you're alone. So cry if you
I was in Woodstock the day Rick Danko died. I climbed up on a barstool beside a perfect stranger and both of us cried. He said he was a guitar man- used
It takes a uniquely fucked up man to break his own heart and the right girl at the wrong time to make him do it. So if I am that guy and you're the girl
You take the whole thing baby, not just the broken parts. Because the rest ain't no good to me without my broken heart. Emily, please don't send me packing
If I drop names of exotic towns that you'll never dee, in the songs that I write, it's that that's sll I have when I miss my girl and you're taking yours
Well I?m free, I?m free like a world, I am I?m higher than the moon and so much higher still to go I?m dancing on the silver star, my boot prints on the
Take my mother, my sister, my brother, and my first born son. Ne' er do wells, everyone. There's a fracture in the fabric of the family's old scotch
