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American Sunsets
03:30
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I left my vision in Brooklyn
you probably found it by now
taking the train into the night
with the country burning bright
and proud
I had it out in California
with a girl I barely knew
but even in the lights of Hollywood
I found myself blinded
by you
CHORUS:
So let's turn turn
the radio up
and roll the windows down
these are the times I will never regret
We are young
and so damn proud
blame it on
blame it on
American Sunsets
I disappeared in Arizona
with the desert shouting your name
we lost some time just standing by
the Mississippi and things were
never the same
I buried you in Oklahoma
and the fiery streets of New Orleans
manifest destiny young love questioning
souls lost in ragged melodies
CHORUS
They're still singing in Chicago
Virginia, Pennsylvania and Tennessee
you can hear the voices of pioneers and poets
all soaked in a
future electricity
We're keeping hope alive
in our hearts and in our streets
no matter what
I know we will survive
building each other up
piece by piece
CHORUS
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2. |
Backseat Devil Dance
02:38
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She said
"There's a part of me
that's going nowhere.
I can feel it
going there again.
There are holes
in the words
that I speak
Outside's hiding something
from within."
She said
"There's a part of me
that's going nowhere.
I can feel it
going there again.
And I appreciate
all this help you've given me
but even the Devil
must have friends.
I've been fighting
darkness and destiny
and all this fighting
doesn't leave me
feeling so good
I've been thinking
all about love
and how it's best left
misunderstood."
She said
"There's a part of me
that's going nowhere
is there really anywhere else
to go?
There are so many people
I do not want to see
mostly I don't wanna have to
put on a show.
So if we hide here
in the backseat
you have to promise
you won't let em find me
And tonight
we can dance yeah
but tomorrow,
we'll just have
to see
We'll just have to see."
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3. |
Fools Aren't You
04:48
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Every path I take
lighting strikes
raindrops break
but my shirt looks good on you
recall poetry felt
hot glass embraces and moon salt sweat
this town aches
but surrounds us with the songs
that we just
can't forget
CHORUS:
blowing up inflatable versions of ourselves
watching reruns of the same misguided self hell
you scream and shout
this can't
this can't
this can't be true
freestyle though
and sometimes you find
the fools aren't you
Every prayer I breathe
fizzles in the dust
collects trading cards of rust
but the oceans carry on
Pink cheeks day breezes and best friends
are falling out of time
cigarettes are not lovers
but usually
they do
they do
just fine
CHORUS
Every song I sing
I sing for you
a little of tune
but that's just the way we learn
asphalt smells and gasoline spells,
the cruising of it all
meet me after summer
under the stars
in the fall
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