Already on a tight rope
She’d always hate it when I smoke
Then I went and told the wrong joke
To the wrong crowd
And you could feel the whole evening
Turn from loving toward leaving
Nothing like a January night
To break you down
Now here I am, there’s the door
I dont use it much anymore
There’s no reason for going out now anyways
I’m bound by the laws of motion
Walking circles round a heart that’s broken
Gonna take time getting used to these lonesome ways
Hear the sound of a passing plane
Just a ghost down here rattling chains
Cursing out freedom’s name
Into the wind
Staring at the grey clouds
Telling noone right out loud
Man I wonder how things
Ended up like this
Still living live a country song
Watching nights bend to the dawn
Teaching shadows how to play along
With jokers wild
Greet the morning like a lost friend
Coming back in to make amends
For all the wasted days and nights
I’ve left behind
Now here I am, there’s the door
I dont use it much anymore
There’s no reason for going out now anyways
I’m bound by the laws of motion
Walking circles round a heart that’s broken
But it takes a long time getting used to these lonesome ways
This ain't Texas. This ain't Nashville. This is country that straddles the US and Canadian border. Its wide open, strong, and a little vulnerable, and in a lot of cases having a good ol' time. I love her feel. veenstar
Irresistible classic country music abounds on “Listening To The Music,” full of lap steel, walking bass, and heartwarming melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 5, 2020