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In the Company of Stars
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You and me on a warm summer night
Listen to the airplanes fly
Smell the leaves burning beyond
This must be where we belong
This must be where we belong
I take a drink and I look at you
We talk about the things that we've been through
What a lovely one you are
In the company of stars
In the company of stars
You're my flower in the springtime
You're my singer of songs
Did we fly so high just to fall so far
Just to pick up the pieces and move on
And our little world spins round and round
And emptiness abounds
Next to this, we're meaningless
But love makes us bigger than we sound
Bigger than we sound
You're my flower in the springtime
You're my dreamer of dreams
And our love was real
But it was never perfect
Like a picture in a magazine
And the air cuts through us like a knife
Takes away the strife in our lives
What we feel is who we are
In the company of stars
In the company of stars
Now I'm walking on the train tracks
Oh I'm trying to find a way back
I didn't come this far just to turn back now
Just to quit on you and go home
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Road Trip
04:06
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A roadside motel with a neon sign
Inside the TVs are black and white
And the highway sings a lonesome song
About people who are going, going, gone
We're on a road trip, drive across the country
Stop in every small town, see what we see
Onto the byway, into the valley
Over the mountains, down to the city
Inside a truck stop where the tired wait
For a shower and a hot plate
And in the place a hundred years ago
Arapahoe hunted buffalo
Open window road never ending
Hand floating mind pretending
And the thoughts in your heart that you've been keeping
Set free while the others in the car are sleeping
I'm flying higher than I ever did before
But still the demons waiting at my front door
When I'm driving, let it all slip away
Into the red, the red sun
Save it for another day
I'm on a road trip drive across the country
Stop in every small town see what we see
Onto the byway into the valley
Over the mountains down to the city
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You drove a borrowed truck
To the confluence of bad and luck
As there was some business that you had there
You know we start as one
A river that's flowing in the sun
And then comes a waterfall
And it separates us all
But the sky will open up
And the birds will fly
And it begins to rain
Though the sun still shines
When the world doesn't turn like you want it to
And you lie in the bed that you made
Don't give it up, don't turn it in
When the bright line starts to fade
When the bright line starts to fade
And a stranger passed you by
His whole life's story in his eyes
And he stopped to give his name
And to see that you were fine
Like water drops we are
All alone, together as we fall
And when we land we find ourselves
Back where we began
The sky will open up
And the birds will fly
And it begins to rain
Though the sun still shines
When the world doesn't turn like you want it to
And you lie in the bed that you made
Don't give it up
Don't turn it in
When the bright line starts to fade
When the bright line starts to fade
When the bright line starts to fade
When the bright line starts to fade
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The Moonlit Wild Lafayette, Colorado
The Moonlit Wild is a 3-piece Americana band with the heart and soul of the Mountain
West.
With traditional singer-songwriter lyrics, an upright bass to root the sound and French horn to make it soar, the band is at once as familiar as an old dirt road and fresh as a mountain meadow.
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