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Beat up Ford
03:52
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The dash is all covered in junk
It's highways through dusty tracks
Far 'way out on his own
Taking a long way back
Told himself they could all go to hell
Seeing no fault of his own
But it all just keeps coming down
In a beat up Ford on a lonely road
Seems to be what hurts the most
Is not what's done to you
Seems to be what hurts the most
Are the things you do
Neon strips and late night bars
Nights of nothing tomorrows
And it all just keeps coming down
On those lonely, winding roads
……………
Cold wind 'cross a dry barren plain
Far from the love and rest he's know
The wheels pointed south headed home
On a narrow road
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It's been said for some
Life opens like a flower
But Joe gathered quick it's a fight
And there's nobody in his corner
But in those coldest lonely nights
He's learned there're things he's got to do
Life will bring its troubles
And nobody's gonna save you
The morning comes
And in the dawn just one
In the dawn just one
But the earth turns to the sun
He's become a big man around here
But a whole lot's going unchecked
They all had their hopes pinned on him
But now a whole lot just gets wrecked
Behind those actions and that talk
Really what motivations
Looking at you I can't help but ask
Where are you coming from
The morning comes
And in the day all one
In the day all one
But the earth turns from the sun
They started out in a blaze of passion
But now the flames are burning low
She feels so torn part inside
Don't know if she should go
He can drive her mad
Sometimes just being there
And she wonders, she really wonders
Would it be like this everywhere
The morning comes
And in the day all one
In the day all one
But the earth turns from the sun
He's a quiet man
But one day he said "no"
A quiet gentle man
withstanding all that they could throw
He went against the times
And there came a fearsome tide
But he kept on standing firm
Knowing calm answers inside
The morning comes
And in the dawn just one
In the dawn just one
but the earth turns to the sun
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3. |
Good Times
04:12
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Sitting on your back step
Drinking wine
A slow Summer day
Slipping by
In your cotton Summer dress
And nothing else
This gold afternoon
All so fine
The say that a life of pleasure
Will be the downfall of you and me
But sometimes babe, I've got to say
That's just so hard to believe
You said to me
"This don't mean a thing.
There are no holds
on me or you"
Well that's fine with me
And anyway
That meaning something mostly just leaves me wondering
What to do
The say that a life of pleasure
Can only lead to misery
But sometimes babe, I've got to say
That's just so hard to believe
Like the colours of that setting sun
All up the sky
This time
Passed us by
That cold creeping in, I tell myself
It's alright
As I grip the wheel
A little more tight
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4. |
Close to You
03:51
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A handful of stars
up in the sky
Feeling good
it's all alright
Let's head out tonight
let's take a ride
See what comes
to me and you
Things come good
it all gets alright
when I'm
close to you
It's true
I see it's true
It's true
I need you
Empty house
the TV on
Time moves
so slow
Loneliness
is a crowded room
It's a crowded room
Alone
I like your style
Seems you know the score
And then sometimes you just fuck it all up
and I like you even more
I've tried to do it all
on my own
A way through
I couldn't see
It's a rough hard world
all on your own
When it's just me
What comes my way
I can meet it calm
I can see
my way through
My troubles start to fall away
I get clear when I'm
Close to you
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5. |
Night Falls Gradually
02:32
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The sun shining kind
On the world around me
I didn't notice the light
Changing slowly
The shadows across the day
They move so you don't see
And night falls
Gradually
Getting carried away
Can wander off on your own
To look around and see its dark
And there's no sight of home
The shadows across the day
They move so you don't see
And night falls
Gradually
In a cheap and dirty room
I kept on thinking of my little sister
I don't really know why
Maybe some things are always with yer
The shadows across the day
They move so you don't see
And night falls
Gradually
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Here in this house
Looking out on the day
At the grey sky and wind
Seems this cold's really set in
I'm looking out this window
Wondering where the flowers bloom
And I can't shake the feeling
There's something dangerous
Out in the next room
I've done what I should
And I've done what I shouldn't
Tried many things I could see
Still it comes to be
I'm looking out this window
Wondering where the flowers bloom
And I can't shake the feeling
There's something dangerous
Out in the next room
The girl in the bar
The moon and the stars
Books of wisdom and poetry
Still it comes to be
I'm looking out this window
Wondering where the flowers bloom
And I can't shake the feeling
There's something dangerous
Out in the next room
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7. |
It All Walks In
03:48
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It's a lone Saturday night
And it all walks in
It's a lone Saturday night
And it all walks in
I meet the days
I give what's asked of me
I meet the days
and I do fine, till these times
in between
I climb into dreams,
into fantasy
I climb into these
'Cause they almost set me free
I meet the days
I give what's asked of me
I meet the days
and I do fine, till these times
in between
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8. |
Small Town, Big Sky
04:40
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Over gracious as a guilty man
He walks in
No sure if he behaved
Last time he was here
He works at it till Mary Ann
cracks a grin
As she's pouring him
His beer
He looks out on the empty
Main street outside
Small town,
Big Sky
This jobs such a drag
How the hell'd he ever end up here
Mostly just waits out
The days
These guys and this boredom
Really, after all
Man it just aint worth
What it pays
Those walks home at dusk
Rooftops and rhyme
Small town,
Big Sky
And Sally was so fine
Always patient, always waiting
He couldn't hope
To do any better
But he's always looking
For the sparks and the flames
Never knowing the warmth
Of the embers
That distant train
Out in the night
Small town,
Big Sky
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9. |
First Stars and Blue
02:54
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First stars and blue
As she nears their gate
Through afternoon streets
She's been blown wide
She pulls
some things
over that emptiness
Inside
A smile for each occasion
For those she meets a face to put on
The city streets and shine
And a whole lot of myths
A whole lot of myths
Of Happiness
That all just really
Leave you
That all just really leave you
in a total mess
A smile for each occasion
For those she meets a face to put on
There's peace and beauty
To be found
I find it more when I give
Somehow
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L. W. Major Sydney, Australia
L.W. Major is a Sydney based songwriter and performer. Influences include The Violent Femmes, Tom Waits and Louis Tillet and authors such as Denis Johnson, Peter Temple and James Leo Herlihy. Find out about current gigs at www.facebook.com/l.w.major37
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