1. |
Only Time Will Tell
04:35
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Only Time Will Tell
If you could paint a picture if the great things I have have done
I'd say you're full of shit and copy you
Cause it's better to be colorful than push color out the door
Just show me to your wall I'll paint It too
When following your dreams it's better to be late
Than fall back into school and learn a trade
If you could paint a picture as the world drags me away
If fall into your arms and let it fade
Only time will tell
If I'm crossed the state line and livin well
Well they say that's what passions for
Stepping out and seein more
Kick me passionately out the door
Watch me throw it all away for a fleeting place I know
A place that's far away I could call home
Every time I sing it out the fever starts to grow
My desire to move on it starts to show
A choice there's two I'm not amused but I just can't decide
There's too much smoke to breathe snuff out my fire
For a time that we'd call us
For time that we'd call us
Count our dollars on the way down to the store
For a time that we'd call us
For a time that we'd call us
Against the world we can make it on our own
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2. |
Ticket Out
05:13
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Ticket out
Verse:
I'm looking for a ticket or a token price of paper for a way out
To make some kind of money so people don't think I'm funny or a drop out
Cause what's the point of chasing things if people only do em from the neck up
I'm looking for a people or one person to live with me from the chest up
Ooooh
Ooooh
Chorus 1:
I'm gonna run In December
Freeze my heart in the arbor
And if I make it to the summer
I'll say sorry to my mother
Chorus 2:
I wanna be like silver
I wanna be like gold
I'll make something of value
They'll carve my name in stone
Bridge:
Have you forgotten me
Cause I can't do this alone
So If you love me still
wait for me to come home
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3. |
Sold Out For Love
04:12
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Sold out for love
A host of hurts stood in his way
But an ounce of love outweighs a truckload of Pain
And 17 years he spent diggin his grave
But it didn't matter anyway
It never mattered anyway
Because he sold out for love
So please give him enough to feel
And time to let his heart repeal the statements of his
Lonely year.
So he packed up his car to the place of his dreams
Now he's living his life, in search of the means
To build up a house but all that he needs
Is a glimpse of that eternity
One glimpse at that eternity
Cause he sold out for love
So please give him enough to
Be the person he was made to be
And he could write a melody
And one day he'll fall on the edge of a sword
That's sharper then death to break down the door
And cut open his chest to expose him what for
It's the heart that makes it beautiful
It's the heart that makes it beautiful
[x2]
Cause he sold out for love
So please give him enough to show
His passion doesn't come and go
Its rooted in a life that knows
It's the heart that makes it beautiful
It's the heart that makes it beautiful
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4. |
Blue
05:11
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Blue
You woke up in a war for a land you barely knew
And the ship steers you in a direction you would never choose
And it's falling down, this world on top of you
And as all lights fade to black this one fades to blue
Can you tell me how the coldest flame can burn again
When it's swimming underwater with no oxygen
Do you give it all you've got or let the vortex suck you in
Or will the cold blue flame smolder on so you can find something
You gave it all but hid what he wanted, the wretched side of your cool black heart and
His love is for the under glow, the only thing not made of stone
And you're livin like you've only got five years to go
But you can't explain how you plan to write all fifty notes
Will you sing it to the end till your chords have reached the ghosts
You dug yourself the grave that you wanted, you broke your back six feet under, the flame has burned to ashes now a shadow of your former self
Because You gave it all but hid what he wanted, the wretched side of your cool black heart, and his love is for that under glow the only thing not made of stone, it captivated you
this dying fire has burned you too the ground.
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5. |
One Year Later
03:42
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One year later
I don't even try to forget the bitter end
I don't even try to understand where I went wrong what it all meant
When my seat on the bus got stolen the door was shut and the window was open
And I walked home that day with a different heart at a different pace
And it got me where I am now
Singing songs in a different town
But I won't blame myself just like everyone else so I'll start feeling happy today
Chorus:
One year later and I don't have much
But an old towncar and a door that's been shut
You can't walk through what's solid and done
The past is rotten with things and old guitar strings oooh
You can't explain what it means he planted his seed and he won
Oooooh x2
So I'll stop sitting on my bed and scratching my head
I been lost in my mind but soon I will find
The days make me older songs make me bolder
I'll sing till I find life or till I sit and die
And it got me where I am now
Singing songs I know nothing about
Like getting on with my life oh through pain and through strife
I know nothing but ill start now
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