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Most Likely To
03:46
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MOST LIKELY TO
She was voted most studious, was a compliment, I guess
He was voted most likely to succeed, he had everything he didn’t need
She had his picture up on her mirror, right next to the one of me, I hear
She was always good at calculus
Because she figured out how to have both of us
Oh, turn the page
Oh, come of age
She signed my yearbook, said forever will I love you
But baby, I figured out forever was a month or two
Now the years go by like lightning
And baby what do you do
When you’re the one right on that page
Voted most likely to…
I wasn’t voted anything at all, couldn’t even catch a basketball
I signed a couple of yearbooks too, and I moved on without a clue
Now I live in what’s like another universe
When I look back, it could’ve been much worse
If they were doing yearbook pages today
I’d be voted most likely just to be okay
Oh, turn the page
Oh, come of age…
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2. |
Kodaks and Crayons
03:40
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KODAKS & CRAYONS
Yesterday they were just babies
Tonight they’re heading out of town
I couldn’t wrap my arms around them tight enough
Couldn’t slow this whole thing down
Put it in a scrapbook
Bind it up with glue
I might hold onto the moment
But I lost hold of you
Kodaks and crayons, push-ups and slip-ons
Sunburns and summer breeze
Road trips and runways, slow sleepy Sundays
And crooked old Christmas trees
I gather up the snapshots
And fight to remember
But it slips away too easily
Kodaks and crayons
Someday they’ll be all gone
When these moments fade to memories
In this room, in the dark of the night
I drive away the gloom
With your memory’s light
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3. |
Lonely Like Friday Night
03:55
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LONELY (LIKE FRIDAY NIGHT)
She had tattoos in places I couldn’t see
One night a long time ago, she told me
She said boy, if you ever find them
You’ll have won my heart
I never saw no ink, now we’re a thousand miles apart
I had a job, put me on the road
I’d wake up in the morning
In another town I didn’t know
She told me she was tired of always sleeping alone
I knew because she told me
On my windshield, there was a note
(And I’m) lonely like Friday night
(I’m) cutting out like a broken taillight
(I’m) staggered like a drunk who lost the fight
(I’m) lonely like Friday night
She could’ve called me, she didn’t call
I could’ve searched, but I hit my wall
I thought I’d look her up again in the Fall
She’d moved from that house, and that was all
That was all
I knew her back in high school
We were never really friends
I’d tell her a joke by her locker, every now and then
I heard she’d had some trouble
Let down by other men
I wonder if I could stop by
Tell her a few jokes again
(And I’m) lonely like Friday night…
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4. |
Roll On
03:28
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ROLL ON
So I heard that old song on the radio
And girl, you know it took me right back
To that rambling road climbing up the Rockies
And a night that was falling starry and black
And you promised that the city would be kind to us
You were sure that it would all just be okay
And all those miles in between
Our treasures and our dreams
Came flooding back when that song began to play
So we counted our blessings and we counted the stars
And we counted out our money too
As the stations faded in and out,
Couldn’t always tell what they were singing about
But these were words we already knew
As the sun rose over New Mexico
And I dug up the strength to go
And while you slept, I just sang that song to you
(It went)
Roll on, roll on my road
I’m putting away my winter coat
Roll on, roll on my road
This journey is long
But I packed enough songs
To last us a lifetime
Living where we belong
So roll on, roll on my road
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5. |
Orion's Belt
04:07
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ORION’S BELT
Just like the stars on Orion’s belt
You shine so bright but you’re so far away
And all those secrets of yours I kept
What they mean to anyone now I can’t say
So I ponder the mysteries the night sky holds
Wondering if I could navigate by the stars
But, baby, I never could have been so bold
To think we were anything but light years apart
There’s no art in missing you
There’s no science to this desire
You may think that I stayed cool
But I’m on fire
Just like the contrails of those jets
Drifting apart into aimless clouds
I lose the thread of our conversation
Too busy fighting my fears down
So I ponder the promise the sunrise brings
To help figure these changes out
But I must admit, this time it stings
As your signal once again cuts out
There’s no art in missing you
There’s no science to this desire
There’s no guessing who’s the fool
We both know who’s the liar
There’s no art in missing you
There’s no science in this desire
You may think that I stayed cool
But I’m on fire
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6. |
Wandawega
04:17
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WANDAWEGA
She hung a sliver of a moon up in the Western sky
Filled the field with fireflies
Knew it’d be a big surprise
When I pulled up the drive
Sun still fading, the horizon glowed
Tom Petty singing on the radio
I wonder if she even could’ve known
Tonight I’d feel so alive
There goes the summer, there goes the sun
I’ll carry the memories, till this long road’s been run
We played old Dylan songs as the bonfire rose
We’d forget the words, nobody knows
Or cares about all the paths we chose
That brought us here
There are things you’ll forget when you’re growing old
Stories’ll slip away without being told
I promise these songs’ll keep you warm when the nights get cold
And crystal clear
There goes the summer, there goes the sun
I’ll carry the memories, till this long road’s been run
The rain will come, and clear the skies
But that bonfire burns, when I close my eyes
And I’m driving that dark summer road
Taking me home
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7. |
Border Collie
05:11
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BORDER COLLIE
I feel the changes coming like a dog sniffing the rain
Like weather in my limbs, shifting with the pain
The Advil barely blunts the fast-onrushing train
And I’m just running the fence line
I slip between the cracks on Madison Avenue
I push against the wind, but my boots are thick with glue
Buzzing on my belt tells me I got more to do
And I’m just running the fence line
Oh, I’m rounding them up
Oh, I’m getting them in line
I got plenty of projects, but I’m out of time
My scars are aching from the coming of the rain
Wind comes up, pounds against the pane
And all I can do is pull against my chain
I’m just running the fence line
Oh, I’m chasing the leaves
As they blow from side to side
I got plenty of anger
You couldn’t stop me if you tried
In my heart, it’s a hurricane
In my chest, a crashing plane
I can’t see, for all the debris, the line of twisters in front of me
And I wake with a start
Drawing blood, breathing hard
It might just be another nightmare
But I’m on guard…
I’m just running the fence line…
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8. |
Due North
02:45
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DUE NORTH
Sometimes it seems like the map kind of lies to you
As you’re looking to get your bearings straight
And the world you know feels like it’s cut its ties to you
Suddenly you’re running late
Well, I never had no problem with directions before
I just simply changed course
I’m going due north
Maybe it’s new perspective, or a sign of the times
And you sense a change on the wind
Maybe you noticed that you’ve been drifting over the line
And that line’s gotten pretty thin
Well, I never turned away from a windy day
I’d just bundle up and go forth
Due north
If you’re running, running away
If you’re trying to save face
Dawn’s breaking on another day
Calling you to a new place
Well, I see you see standing there across the way
Your bag and your ticket in hand
And the laughter in your eyes just seems to say
It’s our time now to make a stand
Well, I never thought we’d be facing this direction again
But I face it with no remorse
We’re going due north
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9. |
Ghosts Behind the Wheel
04:00
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GHOSTS BEHIND THE WHEEL
It was 40 years ago or so
On a cold dark autumn night
Blew through the sign doing 60
Back then there was no light
They had to rebuild him
So they could have an open casket
Crazy not to know why
But I was too afraid to ask it
Coming off vacation, boulevard along the beach
Shaking off the sand, home just out of reach
She just made Director, she just turned 41
She didn’t see it coming, the setting of the sun
In the aftermath, a trail of blood and steel
Now I drive that stretch to see ghosts behind the wheel
There’s nights I whisper to the stars and look out on the street
Sirens in the distance make my heart skip a beat
They’re older now and out there, can’t control it anymore
Waking from a dream, patrolman at my door
In the aftermath, a trail of bone and steel
I can’t stare down those ghosts behind the wheel
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10. |
Betty or Veronica
02:23
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BETTY OR VERONICA
________________________________________________________________
Betty or Veronica, Ginger or Mary Ann
You ask me to make a choice; well, I don’t think I can
You say, tell me, is she pretty?
What kind of question is that?
You might as well have asked me
Does this blouse make me look fat?
I only see you
I only see you
Well, he must own a gym or something
He lifts a lot of weights
War veteran, pilot, flight suit
How does he get a date?
I’m thinking he’s an asshole, I’m guessing he’s not too bright
At least that’s what I tell myself
Watching the girls go in at night
Do you only see me?
Do you only see me?
Well, I love how you’re no stranger in the dark
Your touch, your smell, your breathing in the night
We can just be watching TV, there’s a spark
No astronaut, no Veronica
You and me, we’re just right
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11. |
Gibson in the Closet
05:54
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GIBSON IN THE CLOSET
A pile of postcards, tickets stubs and bills
Leftover candy, prescriptions unfilled
Fingerprints and shadows are what’s left of you here now
So why can’t I just sweep you out?
I could admit that I miss your noise
And the quiet just suits me fine
I could tell you don’t bring ‘round those boys
But then I’d just be lying
A couple thousand photographs, I’ll never digitize
And still, they’re like medicine to these tired eyes
You left behind your Gibson, you left behind your strings
Cold in the closet, it still sings
I could drink a toast to your health
And the fair wind that carried you away
This is how I measure my wealth
By the memories I’m left to replay
Rivers will run, tides will go out
Sunsets will die, behind broken clouds
And I will be here
You will forget, so many things
But that Gibson is here, I’m tuning the strings
I will be here
You never need to wonder, you can take it on faith
We’ll be here worrying, it’s just our place
And that will never ever change
And you never need a reason, to make your way back home
Whatever road you’re riding, you’ll never be alone
And that will never ever change
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12. |
Last Track Side Two
04:51
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LAST TRACK, SIDE TWO
It’s a statement of purpose
Defiance, desperation
You’d better get your hands up
Embrace it; this is your nation
Coming down now, at long last
To the end of the road
Did it feel like a final chapter
Did your story hold?
I know this sound, this winding down
This is music I’ve known and played
Better end it with a big bang
I’m not a fan of the long fade
You can stand up and say goodbye
You can ride off with your head held high
I’m a nostalgia act, an old throwback
And I’m running out the groove
You’re not fooling me
We’ve got to be
At the last track, side two
Thorn Tree in the Garden
Cowgirl in the Sand
Nineteen Hundred and Eighty-five
Purple Rain, Jungleland
A Day in the Life, Train in Vain
Love Me Like a Rock
Darkness on the Edge of Town
You Can’t Always Get What You Want
When the Levee Breaks, Harmony
Everybody I Love You
Won’t Get Fooled Again, Ooh La La
It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue
You can stand up…
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