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if i had two hands
doing the same thing
lifted high
lifted high

-Jars of Clay


Like road trips on open roads
Windows down, sun setting, and fresh new clothes
Shoes off so you can stop, reflect on all these paths unfolding
With these staffs that are pulling in this world so controlling
It's not always best to take the interstate
Sometimes the most is on the windy coast way
'Cause wide is the path pulling astray
Narrow is the truth in these days
But all the while I hear a still small voice say
You climbed the cliffs rocked the desert on your very own
Swam the seas, sang the songs with the sweetest tones
The beaches you've combed, moons you've roamed, the love you've shown
But all the while a voice calls you home

-Mat Kearney


i've got my life in a suitcase, and i'm ready to run, run, run away. - copeland


when my blood runs warm with an old red wine
i miss the life that i left behind
but when i hear the sound of the blackbirds cry
i know i left in the nick of time

well this road i'm on's gonna turn to sand
and leave me lost in a far off land
so let me rob the wind till i don't look back
and forget the life that i almost had

if i wander till i die
may i know whose hand i'm in
if my home i never find
then let me live again

the longer i run i run then the less that i find
selling my soul for a nickel and dime
breaking my heart to keep singing these rhymes
and losing again

tell my brother please not to look for me
i ain't the man that i used to be
but if my savior comes could you let him know
i've gone away for to save my soul

if i wander till i die
may i know whose hand i'm in
if my home i never find
then let me live again

the longer i run than the less that i find
selling my soul for a nickel and dime
breaking my heart to keep singing these rhymes
and losing again

-Peter Bradley Adams

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