Shoot for the moon.. . Once upon a time ago. When I was feeling really low. I remember being told some good advice. If theres something that you really want.
Can anybody find me somebody to love?. Each morning I get up I die a little. Can barely stand on my feet. Take a look in the mirror and cry. Lord what you're doing to me.
Sunset Man. (James Otto / Shannon Lawson / John Rich). . I used to wake up early every day. Just to feel the sunrise on my face. Me and my woman in the front porch swing.
My ol' man was a contradiction. A real hard man to figure. He'd read the King James Bible. While sippin' on corn liquor. . He'd get drunk and he'd get to preachin'.
Ain't been no blue sky out your window. You just don't want endless rainy day. All you do is cry there on your pillow. Well, baby, I can change your ways.
The last fifty years. Have seen laughter and tears. And your hair slowly fade to gray. . Your children are grown now. And it's hard to believe. How the years have just all slipped away.
Grand-daddy came home in a B-52. In a pine box covered in red, white and blue. He was one of the brave and the proud and the few. . Twenty-one guns helped us say goodbye.
She walks around late at night. In my old Allman Brothers T-shirt and not much else. There's a hint of her perfume in the air. She lets her hair dry all by itself.
Every night when the sun goes down. She takes a drive to my side of town. Needin' somethin' that she ain't found. So she comes to me. . The only thing that he's done wrong.
You been workin' all week long. Now you're dyin' to cut loose. [Incomprehensible] all nine to five. For some twelve bob blues. . Let music tell your brain.
I guess you had your reasons. For the way you used to be. Dont why I couldnt please you. You just never had much faith in me. Theres fine dust in the tire ruts now.
I saw Pete and Johnny too. Dressed up in their Sunday suits. Getting themselves all up to go. Down to Richmond to the traveling show. I fixed the gate like you told me to.
Where you going. with your head hung down. Papers blowin' through the streets of town. They've already taken all. of your posters down. Didn't take 'em long once.
It's not an ego. I'm not trying to mess you up. I just want to be where. Soon is never quick enough. . So I'm feeling what I feel. (But maybe that's because I'm just a...).
When the road to freedom is a traffic jam. It's hard for me to see how lucky I am. I'm a lucky man. . When the path to heaven is a slippin' slope. I've got to take a hold to give me some hope.
[LaBrie/Guillory]. . A masquerade. The spotlights glare. Exquisite fads to view. Your every move. Fixated eyes on you. . The camera waits as you prepare.
I lay awake, I'm feeling weak. Not sure I can go on. Please take me far, there's nothing I can give. All I had is gone. . Buildings fell stealing people's dreams.
Working so hard, what are you getting out of this. Commitment, have many nice things. But there's no time to take a rest. And you're spent. . In the moment you never seem to be.
Away hiding, this heart of mine. A ledge, a view of a skyline. Alone between, it's not by design. Your grace, I swoon. You know I can't deny. . How long will I wait for a sign.