1. |
Drugs in the Mail
03:35
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wild boys acting like they know
joy's departed, halfway through the show
it's never quite enough
this kinda love that's tough...
I see you grinning, drinking on the phone
tired of distance, still she's hard to call your home
your life's a country song
rock n roll got lost along with...
you and I have lost our way
happiness' shadow's something
we've been living under
and I can't tell if it's forever or just a phase
Happiness' shadow's somethin
we've been undercover
and we know we're on to something but maybe too unafraid
to fail
we stay out all night after we play
each time we come home's further away
send drugs in the mail
and yeah, I've always been this pale
but you and I have lost our way
you and I have lost our way
you and I have lost, our way
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2. |
Days of Heaven
04:29
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My grandpa drank wildcat strong
On Sunday morning
An old green couch
With the garage door open
A summer breeze and
The CN railyard
Across the street
We’d sit and play cards
Cool Hand Luke
We both loved Paul Newman
So many more great men
Authority will ruin
Don’t play checkers
On a chessboard
don’t buy time
You can’t afford
Taking acid and dodging raindrops
In St Tim’s park we ran from the cops
Laughing so hard
Couldn’t stop it
Outta breath
And so besotted
With the lives we led
When we were all together
Some kind of spark
Friendship made us better
It’s performance art
Crashing parties
Steal your girlfriend
And your car keys
You’re the furthest thing from phony
And you’re the closest being to free is lonely
My whole life’s been
a midlife crisis
Days of heaven
Chemicals to entice us
Underdosed
And overpractice
A friendship destroyed
With a kiss
My grandpa drank vodka
With me and joe strummer
Almost every war
Starts in summer
We’ve gotta live
With all our choices
Make sure you know
Who your inner voice is
You’re the furthest thing from phony
And you’re the closest being to free is lonely
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3. |
The Last Storm
06:14
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All I ever wanted was acceptance from my mother for the strange life I lead
All I ever wanted was a lover who could embrace the madness and we could both be free
The greatest little moments add up to a perfect day
String a few of those together and we're gonna be ok
We took a different way it doesn't mean we're lost
It's an adventure
There's no turning back now fireworks and thunderclouds
our hearts are racing but we're still chasing
The last storm
I can see the lightning reflected in your shining eyes
Sometimes this city gives me peace
a searchlight downtown is always calling me
It's always calling me
And it's good to know it's there
these days I don't really care
but I know I will again
There's no turning back now
leave your backup plan with those
with those who don't believe
There's no turning back now
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Rick Reid Victoria, British Columbia
Songwriter, musician, singer, writer, member of Eternal Husbands, The City Streets and half cut, dad, husband, film enthusiast, voracious reader, veganesque, unprepared hiker, melancholy optimist and traveler living in Victoria, Canada.
Rick Reid recommends:
carrying the fire
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