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Boomerang Town
07:00
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I was working at the supermart, when I fell for Julie, knocked her up
Like everybody said I would
The day I turned sixteen I got that job, I couldn’t wait to buy a car, save enough
Leave this town for good
In August I asked Julie if she’d run away, she said she wanted to wait ‘til May to graduate
She’d be the first in her family, so I stayed behind
Thought she could get a scholarship to college, become a nurse, travel the world
But all that took a backseat when we saw those double lines
As for me, the only dream I’ve ever had
Is gettin’ out of this boomerang town
You think you’re soarin’, you think you’re flyin’
Too young to know there’s no use tryin’
You spin in circles, round and round
In this boomerang town
It’s a boomerang town
Julie got a GED and a job off 35, the only joint in town that’s open all night
The diner next to the seminary
She serves the truckers, the troubadours, the punks
The college kids who trash their booths all stoned and drunk
Who always pay, but never tip with Daddy’s money
Julie and I come from similar kin, heavy drinkers, quick to angers, fists to skin
They all live and die here
“That won’t be us,” I swore to her, “I promise you we’ll see the world
I just don’t know when”
As for me, the only dream I’ve ever had
Is gettin’ out of this boomerang town
You think you’re soarin’, you think you’re flyin’
Too young to know there’s no use tryin’
You spin in circles, round and round
In this boomerang town
It’s a boomerang town
After her shift she lights a smoke up on the bridge, under the billboard painted “Jesus Lives”
Julie steps over the rail, thinks about salvation
The sun arrives and collides with the steeple, casts a shadow over God’s most desperate people
Julie takes it as a sign, lets go, and starts flyin’
As for me, the only dream I’ve ever had
Is gettin’ out of this boomerang town
It feels like soarin’, It feels like flyin’
Now I know it’s only dyin’
You spin in circles, round and round
In this boomerang town
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2. |
Sam's
05:01
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It’s good to see you, oh my friend
I’ve been hiding out again
I had this feeling you would understand
Spending too much time alone, then for a moment I’ll start feeling good again,
Go on down to Sam’s
I don’t remember, can’t forget
Is that how we met
Sam don’t run the place no more
They got rock stars living in the back
You and I, I guess that we don’t think too much on that
We just talk out by the fire and every once in a while I’ll light a cigarette
Even though I know you hate it
Just like our friend that died or is he really gone or in the wind
I think I’m spinning out again
I don’t remember, can’t forget
Is that how we met
Pretty soon you’ll head north and so will I
We’ll say goodbye and then return when the leaves have changed their color
Tell the stories of the loves that fell apart out on the road
If we had better since we would just join our hearts or have we ever
I don’t remember, can’t forget
Is that how we met
Back when the place was still a biker bar
I’d come up late and put ‘em down cause not a soul I ever knew was hanging ‘round
No one cared if I drove off into the night to greet the flashing lights
They tied me up, put me back inside
I remember, can’t forget
Is that how we met
Well, it seems it’s finally happened like I knew it would in good time
My friend, I know, I’ve finally lost my mind
Spending too much time alone, then for a moment I’ll start feeling good again
Go on down to Sam’s
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3. |
How Could You Be Gone
06:17
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I keep staring at the clock, stumbling ‘round the house in shock
I don’t know what I feel, I can’t believe that this is real
I don’t know what to wear, I don’t know who will be there
I wanna call ya, I wanna cry, I don’t wanna say goodbye
Turn the key, make the drive, I park and watch the cars arrive
Friends I never knew you had, it’s moving slow, it’s moving fast
I walk by your photograph, I hear your voice, I hear your laugh
Everybody’s dressed in black, I still think you’re coming back
How could you be gone
How could you be gone
I’m sitting in a plastic chair, the preacher’s words hang in the air
A cross of roses pink and white, slideshow pictures of your life
Children run across the lawn, they don’t understand you’re gone
I’m looking for you in the clouds, I’m looking for you in the crowd
How could you be gone
How could you be gone
We all hang our heads to pray, the preacher tells us what to say
I don’t know what I believe, I just know I have to leave
I walk alone back to my car, I go before the goodbyes start
I have always been this way, you were the only one who could make me stay
How could you be gone
How could you be gone
How could you be gone
How could you be gone
How could you be gone
How could you be gone
How could you be gone
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Had my first drink before I could drive
Mama left it on the counter half-full one night
Felt the fire in my chest, shook the hand
Of the fair and dark haired lad
He crept through the boards, hid behind the door
Now he ain’t got a reason to hide no more
Took the seat at the table that my daddy once had
The fair and dark haired lad
Oooo
Oooo
Oooo
Oooo
He’s got no hands, but I’m in his grip
His burning kiss lands on my lips
It lingers like a love gone bad
The fair and dark haired lad
He’s got no voice but he calls my name
I feel his blood running through my veins
His laughter howls like a dog gone mad
The fair and dark haired lad
Oooo
Oooo
Oooo
Oooo
I look in the mirror, I see him there
Bloodshot eyes and a vacant stare
He took everything I ever had
The fair and dark haired lad
Turn the engine over, roll the windows down
Left a note to tell ‘em where I’m bound
I say goodbye, tip my hat
To the fair and dark haired lad
Oooo
Oooo
Oooo
The fair and dark haired lad
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5. |
On the Surface
05:21
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The only reason I am here is ‘cause to us all he made it clear
He’d like for me to sit here at your table
For other guests you poured the wine, you got to me in your sweet time
When you finally found me fit and able
If he were here he’d pour my drink, set it down before he’d even think to take a sip to cure his own thirst
To sit here with your smiles fake or stand outside with swallowed hate, well I have not decided which is worse
Are you free or are you hiding
From the things you don’t agree with or believe in
Skim the text, find the lines that feed your purpose
It’s so easy to love your brother on the surface
I know how quickly things can change, they’ll turn their backs, curse your name
For situations seeming predetermined
And if your footing can’t be found they’ll shout at you to turn around
Meaning well, but clearly lacking understanding
It’s true, it wasn’t long ago I traveled down a crooked road that ended in explosions, consequences
I fought the bottle with the sword, but won the battle with the Lord
A power that believes in second chances
So, are you free or are you hiding
From the things you don’t agree with or believe in
Skim the text, find the lines that feed your purpose
It’s so easy to love your brother on the surface
The only reason we are here is ‘cause the spirit made it clear
That love is not reserved just for our own kind
It travels over many shores, through rivers, canyons, prison doors,
And I believe it travels all the time
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6. |
Good Morning, My Love
04:05
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Good morning, my love
Can you hear the birds a-singing
Can you hear my heart a-ringing
A bell for what I feel
Good morning, my love
Did you have a peaceful slumber
Did those demons all stay under
The bed in which you lay
Or did they cry out
Tell you to change your mind about me
Give it up
Or did they whisper softly close
That I could never love you most
I’m not enough
Oh, why are you so far from me, my love
Good morning, my love
Did you greet the day with fear
Do you wish that I was near
To tame your racing mind
Or, am I the cause of all your worry
Do you hunger now for freedom
Does your silence mean your leaving
This love of ours behind
Or are you quiet, because you’re just not sure yet
Which way your heart will turn
Well, I light up
Part to kill the time, most ‘cause I like to watch things burn
Oh, why are you so far from me, my love
Oh, why are you so far from me, my love
Oh, why are you so far from me, my love
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7. |
Like You
04:35
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Tonight the moon is colored like old smokers’ teeth
I know it sounds crazy, but it almost seems in reach
Kinda like you, kinda like you
I know I could drive all night and never reach that place
Even if I did they wouldn’t ask me to stay
Kinda like you, kinda like you
You’re nothin’ but a stranger and a promise left unkept
They warned me of the danger so I never told you exactly how I felt
Tonight the stars are sparkling o’er the desert while she sleeps
Me, I stay awake to watch ‘em shine ‘til morning creeps
Kinda like you, kinda like you
If I could I’d never tire and sing each one a song
Sing ‘em promises of love, sing ‘em “I won’t be gone long”
Kinda like you, baby, kinda like you
I ain’t used to being lonely, I’ve done fine all on my own
But, your leaving, it still haunts me, like the ghost of a lover left unknown
The mountains they keep quiet as the morning breaks the cold
I won’t think about it as I travel down this road
Kinda like you
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8. |
Fall (Devin's Song)
03:28
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I’m standing at the screen door, looking out at where you used to play
My baby, you’d be all grown up now
This should be your graduation day
A million tears I have cried
If love alone could save you never would’ve died
If tears could build a ladder tall
Surely I’ve built thousands, but all they do is fall
Your friends are in the auditorium
You should be with them in your cap and gown
We should be packing you up for college
‘Cause you had big dreams, far bigger than this town
A million tears we have cried
If love alone could save you never would’ve died
If tears could build a ladder tall
Surely we’ve built thousands, but all they do is fall
That morning, when you left us
We had no time to say goodbye
Our hearts are forever broken
Lord, please kiss him and hold our angel tight
A million tears we have cried
If love alone could save you never would’ve died
If tears could build a ladder tall
Surely we’ve built thousands, but all they do is fall
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9. |
Love is Gonna Come Again
03:28
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Love is gonna come again, maybe when you’re not quite looking
Maybe tonight, my friend
Maybe when you’re driving love will call and you will fall into a place you never thought you could fit in
Love is gonna come again
I know you don’t believe me yet, stuck inside your head, wondering what you could have said
In that bed love will find you and remind you of the things you thought you’d give up feeling
Love is gonna come again
I know it hurts like hell right now and only you know how
No one can tell you when
Oh, but love is gonna come again
Lyin’ in your sheets alone, hiding from your telephone as it echoes through your empty home
No way of knowing if you’ll have anything close to what you had then
Love is gonna come again
I know it hurts like hell right now and only you know how
No one can tell you when
Oh, but love is gonna come again
Joy will find its way to you, maybe it’ll come with the morning dew, right where those flowers grew,
Butterflies flew, and on their wings they always bring the kind of peace to ease your grieving
Love is gonna come again
Oh, love is gonna come again
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10. |
Missing Someone
03:48
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Finally calling back all my friends
They’ve been wondering where I’ve been
I went off the deep end
This time it was a good swim
I’ve been running ‘round with someone
Never thought I’d be this fun again
Well, I never woulda thought it had you told me that
We would come together quite like we have
Kinda reads like Kerouac
Crossing country then going back
Back to New York to figure it out
Back to the place I loved you right out loud
Work’s piled up, dishes ain’t done
I’ve been stuck on the telephone
Ain’t been sleeping in my bed, I’d rather be in yours instead
Guess I’ve come a little undone
I’m just missing, I’m just missing someone
I’m looking up at the sky
I’m looking all the time
Is that you circling ‘round
When are you coming down
When’ll I see your face again
When’ll I get to have that skin I’m craving
Work’s piled up, dishes ain’t done
I’ve been stuck on the telephone
Ain’t been sleeping in my bed, I’d rather be in yours instead
Guess I’ve come a little undone
I’m just missing, I’m just missing someone
We tried counting down the days
But our hearts couldn’t take the pain
Ain’t never been so hard living, hard living this way
When I finally get to getting to you, babe, I’m gonna stay
Work’s piled up, dishes ain’t done
I’ve been stuck on the telephone
Ain’t been sleeping in my bed, I’d rather be in yours instead
Guess I’ve come a little undone
I’m just missing, I’m just missing someone
Hey, I’m just missing someone
Hey, I’m just missing someone
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Jaimee Harris Nashville, Tennessee
“She’s quick to pay homage to her musical heroes but Jaimee Harris is her own person, with her own voice. She’s got a
natural songwriter’s instinct for the hard truths, and a voice that brings them home with a visceral punch. Pay attention.”
— Gretchen Peters
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