1. |
The Loner
03:38
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He ain't that bad and he ain't that good
The loner's hard to be understood
Don't try so hard...
He never liked them little words
No one ever heard the sound of his voice
You're not the only one...
Then one day he left and he left for good
Couldn't hold him back, nothing I could do
Nothing I could do...
He wants to know more than he can learn
stuck in his big head, that's where he get burned
Oh he got burned!
The loner's sad, the loner's dull
Of his solitude he's never had enough
Never had enough...
Like a mountain lake he's calm to the eye
His true bearing he hides inside
He will hide it inside...
Give him trouble, he'll turn the other way
He won't be bothered, not today
Make no mistake, he's not that faraway
Here with the curse that belongs to those
who walk that road where no one goes
I thought it's something you should know
The loner comes, the loner goes
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Gotta get out of town
I gotta get out of town
I’m breaking down
I'm gonna get out of town
I'm packing all my things to hit the road nowhere bound
I waited far, far, far too long
Like a ghost with no house to haunt
Time will prove me right or will prove me wrong
But the melody in my head is now too strong
My farewell song
My farewell song
My farewell song is sung now
I know I can no longer hide
It's either me or them this time
For whom all the gloom
You know, leaving isn't always easy
I tried to stay, it was way too hard
Another day has gone by and now I start to hurt
I waited far, far, far too long
Like a ghost with no house to haunt
Time will prove me right or will prove me wrong
But the melody in my head is now too strong
My farewell song
My farewell song
My farewell song is sung now
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3. |
Turning Into You
04:06
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I have mad dreams at night
You look young and so do I
Your white hair’s gone, your aged skin too
The day has not yet come when you turned blue
Sure you looked better then
And I don't know exactly how and when
But someday your smile has gone and your words have too
So tell me why you look so sad and I’ll know why I am too
And could we go back then
would you figure it out or would you fall down again
would you carve it in stone, go ahead on you own, you’re stubborn after all…
So tell me why you look so sad
Tell me what's inside your head
so I can save my own
Tell me why you look so sad
I need to know what's inside your head
'cuz every day that goes by I'm turning more into you
I'm starting getting freaked by the sound of my own voice too
Turn blue
Yeah I’m turning blue
Turn blue
Yeah I’m turning into
you
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4. |
Blood Red Sky
03:24
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Miles ahead, not a thing behind
Like a videotape with no rewind
The sun and the moon shine bright up high in the blood red sky
All day and all night long
the radio playing the same old song
and I don't know quite where I'm bound or even where I've gone
The winding roads climb up high
A few more turns and I touch the sky
I look around and all the other cars are turning into stars
Then I woke up and I was on the wheel
I cannot believe this can be real
Yeah I woke up and I was on the wheel
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The Stranger
03:14
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Hello my friend, I heard a lot 'bout you
Finally then, we get to meet
Will you follow me now down to the land of the free?
I am no angel
I serve no god
You can call me a stranger
I beg no one
In a land long forgotten by both god and men
Prayers they will do no good
You know the might fool some
But they will save none
Trust no one and you will not be let down
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Bandits
04:04
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Down at the bar
Playing’ their cards
Smoking cigars
and drinking an awful lot
That cannot be wrong
No I cannot be wrong
Gladly exiled
so they can survive
Up for the game
but they ain’t no fools
They play by their own rules
so they cannot be wrong
No they cannot be wrong
They once were kids, they’re now called bandits
Denied of the life they’re owed
Made outlaws and runaways
Tryin’ fittin’ in
Between right and wrong
Between right and wrong
They once were kids, they’re now just bandits
Denied of their hopes and dreams
Walking the thin line
They don’t pick a side
Between right and wrong
Between right and wrong
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Vagabonds
02:51
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If Earth is hell and death means heaven
Is it purgatory then we're all looking for?
Some may try, some may never
Some won't rest 'till they find it
That sounds much like hell to me
From every land and every sea
We're the vagabonds
Happiness is not a town
You won't find it with a map
You better turn your eyes inside
And after searching every land and sea
We're the vagabonds
With our tormented souls
We're the vagabonds
So many, yet alone
We're the vagabonds
Vagabonds
We're the vagabonds
With no place to call home
We're the vagabonds
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The popping sound of fire warms our bodies
while liquor takes care of our souls
It never felt so right, an endless silence
The most comforting one of them all
We're tired but won't need any sleep tonight
What we used to know isn't true here
Then why? Why do we go
away from the city lights?
Only smoke is left from the fire
The sky turned blue and the rocks glow gold
Thoughts and fears, we leave it all behind
to go and get what we came here for
Our bodies carrying our spirits high
As we know the way is so damn long
Then why? Why do we go?
Away from the city lies
we learn how to be with ourselves
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Homesick Blues
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