never did talk to the moon the same again.
where's that angel with dirty knees
who wasn't hard to please when we first met?
she don't act like she needs me now
and she don't even seem to be upset
maybe i cover too much ground
i go from town to town since i grew up
cut my dreams, take back to my space
i never find a place that's big enough
and the chairs go up on the bar now
and the table lights go black
so i order one last double
and start calling people back
mark sounds good, he's been working hard
he couldn't punch a card to save his life
says he's glad that he quit the road
he says he's getting old, he missed his wife
little M's been asleep since 9, i'm sure she's doing fine
she always is
dad won't answer his phone at night, but i guess that's alright
the place is his
and the chairs are up on the bar now
and they're asking me to leave
so i give the girl a bill
and start rolling down my sleeves
in my pocket, directions back
across the railroad tracks to where i crash
maybe i should wave down a car
i won't be going far and i've got cash
i think i blocked just a park away but i can't really say
it's been all night
how i wish you would call me here, but you just disappear
it wasn't right
and the streetlights held a little
but they're barely half alive
and i don't feel much like walking
but i sure as hell can't drive
close your eyes and remember this
you won't be back again, it's almost gone
even times that don't seem like much
will be your only crutch when you're all alone
time moves slow when you're 17
but then it picks up steam when you're 21
pretty soon you'll remember when
you couldn't remember when you loved someone
-jason isbell & the 400 unit
who wasn't hard to please when we first met?
she don't act like she needs me now
and she don't even seem to be upset
maybe i cover too much ground
i go from town to town since i grew up
cut my dreams, take back to my space
i never find a place that's big enough
and the chairs go up on the bar now
and the table lights go black
so i order one last double
and start calling people back
mark sounds good, he's been working hard
he couldn't punch a card to save his life
says he's glad that he quit the road
he says he's getting old, he missed his wife
little M's been asleep since 9, i'm sure she's doing fine
she always is
dad won't answer his phone at night, but i guess that's alright
the place is his
and the chairs are up on the bar now
and they're asking me to leave
so i give the girl a bill
and start rolling down my sleeves
in my pocket, directions back
across the railroad tracks to where i crash
maybe i should wave down a car
i won't be going far and i've got cash
i think i blocked just a park away but i can't really say
it's been all night
how i wish you would call me here, but you just disappear
it wasn't right
and the streetlights held a little
but they're barely half alive
and i don't feel much like walking
but i sure as hell can't drive
close your eyes and remember this
you won't be back again, it's almost gone
even times that don't seem like much
will be your only crutch when you're all alone
time moves slow when you're 17
but then it picks up steam when you're 21
pretty soon you'll remember when
you couldn't remember when you loved someone
-jason isbell & the 400 unit
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