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It's a fine time
Open up a bottle of wine
Come lay by my side and clear your mind
Hole up in my head
Cast away the day's dread
Sprawled out, arms across the bed
And claim my dues
And you, you're staring straight up at the ceiling fan
Hands out with that feeling you can't lose
Keep searching for your reasons
But for all that you know
There's no where to go
I keep searching for my reasons
But for all that I know
There's just no where to go
It's a fine time
Open up a bottle of wine
Come lay by my side and clear your mind
It’s a fine time
Pour yourself a glass of wine
Laying by your side I don't feel so tired
Don't be so tense
Just because I don't get your references
These pointers don't make much sense
I need more clues
Oh...
How am I supposed to write what I know
When it all comes out in code?
You keep searching for your reasons
But for all that you know
There's no where to go
I keep searching for my reasons
But for all that I know
They're still all in code
You always stop to think
I've never had so much to drink
I couldn't tie my shoes in muddy waters
While kneeling down to save the falter
Clap your hands, say your prayers
Without the mirror you're still the fairest of us all
Here at the ball
It's a fine time
Grab another bottle of wine
A fine time
Pour another glass of wine
A fine time
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Reservations
03:38
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Another dark and cliché scene
The downpour creates a blackened
A blackened shade of green
If I just let her drive on through
I know that we'd end up on some highway to
A back-water, beat-down, Podunk town in Mississippi
But it's so damn cold
And we're too damn old
I just can't quite say
I'm ready to go
We at times lack the strength to share
Oh the lengths we go to show how we don't care
Should we let it describe us
It'll come to define us
I'll take that breakdown any way you please
It's so damn cold
And I'm too damn old
I just can't quite say
I'm ready to go
There are things to be done
And songs to be sung
Words to be stated
And things still created
And I…
When the time comes and I gotta cross
Please bear with me
I'm not the only loss
And if I laugh, don't cry
Just paint a picture of that night we drove through the rain
And started over again
'Cause it's just so damn cold
And I'm just too damn old
And I can’t say I'm ready to go
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Take Me Too
02:08
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We can't see the stars driving in our cars
Winding back the clocks that take me away from you
I don't sleep in my bed or let things out of my head
Wearing mismatched socks and never saying anything to you
About how I'm going to make it through
Where are you going?
Won't you take me too?
I'm falling between cracks not knowing you'll be back
I stare at the unlocked door and wish aloud "I could go."
I don't mean what I say just to get you to stay
We've all been alone before but I'm saying I just don't know
How I'm going to make it through
Where are you going?
Won't you take me too?
Where are you going?
Won't you take me too?
I don't sleep in my bed or let things out of my head
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