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Fire
04:12
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these old eyes just don't work like they used to
youre fading out of focus with the dawn
and these hands of mine just aren't what they once were
all they're good for now is holding on
when did all the warmth fall out the heater
and when did all my hair turn black and white
and this same pair of shoes i've worn since before you had a name
that lately i've been struggling to tie
but oh i still feel like i've got fire
like i've still got some time left in my glass
but i need you pull these laces tighter
because today i'm gonna live like it's my last
my voice shakes more than the house does
every time that old train passes by
and you seem to know all my stories by heart
but you still ask for more every night
what happened to the pictures on the mantle
or the man that used to wear that uniform
the woman that he loved for as long as he could
if only she were here to keep him warm
but sometimes i still feel like i've got fire
like i've still got some time for this to pass
and you know that i've always been a fighter
but today i'm gonna live like it's my last
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Generations
04:23
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i'll take the long way to that house
put this off a little longer now
mind myself and table manners
tabled when my paper answers
get holes punched through them before i can sit down
it's been a while since i felt
the space between my fingers and this old bible belt
and i haven't seen texas
since the holy spirit left us
and by now i guess this whole worlds gone to hell
but mama taught me how to make amends
she learned from my father when he went to raise his hand
that he learned from his father when the devil moved in him
and i still have the marks to prove the devil always wins
passed down a generation at a time
passed out too much communion in this wine
last house on the street to the right
passed down a generation at a time
and i can see my father in the door
same look in his eyes that he always had before
but now most of his hair is gone
and his breath shakes like the air's too strong
asks me what i took the long way for
my sisters and my brothers in the kitchen
all black clothes that they can barely fit in
i haven't seen texas
since they were kids blocking my exit
and i'm sure they hate who i was when i left them
but mama taught me how to make amends
she learned from my father when he went to raise his hand
that he learned from his father when the devil moved in him
from my siblings eyes i know the devil always wins
passed down a generation at a time
passed out too much communion in the wine
last house on the street to the right
passed down a generation at a time
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Happy Birthday
03:31
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happy birthday love of mine
another year gone and left behind
but this seems easier every time
thinking we made the right choice
i'd buy you a ring if they'd send me my check
we could patch up your mother's old wedding dress
and the suit i wear when our friends are dead
same one i've worn since i was a boy
i used to worry we were growing up too fast
our mothers stopped calling so we stopped calling back
happy birthday and many more
you look just as beautiful as you did before
still haven't come to the senses they swore we'd find
happy birthday love of mine
here is the church and here is the steeple
we can have a wedding without any people
just a broken down car in the middle of the street
full of everything we own
but i'd buy you a ring if they had somewhere to send it
a gold band with a slot for a diamond to fit in
and maybe this time next year we'd have saved up to get it
or we could just love like we've done all along
i used to worry we were burning up too fast
like the stars in the window that you love looking at
happy birthday and many more
loving you's as easy as it was before
still haven't learned the lesson they swore would come in time
happy birthday love of mine
happy birthday love of mine
stick it to the ones that we left behind
because this just gets easier with time
thinking we made the right choice
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If It Matters Anymore
04:36
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someone must've spiked my drink and the ground i'm standing on
someone must be looking out for me
you think that i'm poison that i'm raising false alarms
waking up screaming wolf between counting sheep
so tell me why it is
that all my wickedness
is just a washed out mouth of whiskey away from being loneliness
so tell me how you feel
white knuckles on the wheel
lane to lane and reel to reel i watch you slowly disappear
cause i can't keep you here forever
how long is forever for
but i wasn't lying when i said i love you
if it matters anymore
someone must've taken me and turned me back around
someone must be done with all their toys
you think i'm a sickness that you're finally over now
and who was i to drown out all the noise
so tell me why it is
that all my wickedness
is just a washed out mouth of whiskey away from being emptiness
so tell me what you feel
the things that haven't healed
bone to bone and steel to steel as i watch you slowly disappear
i couldn't keep you here forever
how long is forever for
but i wasn't lying when i said i love you
if it matters anymore
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Joliet
03:30
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i set my sights south of chicago
barreling down that interstate
the rust we once called el dorado
the truths we pushed around the plate
we swallowed pride and chased with bourbon
and did the things we were born to do
moved from cell to cell to vernon
must’ve felt the same to you
drank all the church wine at st raymond’s
but i don’t feel holy yet
if our mother calls complaining
tell her romeo’s in joliet
another town another prison
don’t all these smokestacks look the same
we used to dream we’d make a difference
i guess we did in our own way
we bent our words around the corner
and laughed at god as altar boys
i hope you’re liking california
i hope i die in illinois
i drowned my gun like it was nothing
baptized my bloody silhouette
if our mother calls up wondering
tell her romeo’s in joliet
i couldn’t stay in LA county
my brother oughta know me best
if our mother asks about me
tell her romeo’s in joliet
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Edward Hartline Lowell, Massachusetts
Edward has been writing songs since he was 11. He began performing professionally at 13 and went on his first national tour at 15. Edward has performed with many artists, including Shannon LaBrie, Bobby Long, Jess Meuse, Sam Bradley, Marcus Foster, and Von Grey. ... more
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