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Taylor Hicks
Do I Make You Proud / Takin' It To The Streets
Under The Radar | In Your Time |
Son Of A Carpenter
The Fall
In Your Time
Somehow
On Broadway
Tighten Up
Georgia |
| » Son Of A Carpenter « |
In the times to short to follow
a man as cold as steel
A work that can only be swallowed
by a fire lit kiln
Now the times are heavy on their shoulders
for the people who pave our ways
No more running for the future cause
the past is here today
for the son of a carpenter
I can feel your pain
For the son of a carpenter
alone again
Decades of sorrow war and grief
and to many things going wrong
the land is wasted and time is running short for their power is
much too strong
for the son of a carpenter
I can feel your pain
For the son of a carpenter
alone again
He has nothing but to be left alone
his hands and work should will
be carried on
From a third generation son to a
future grandchild
the work of a carpenters
makes the whole world smile
and to many thing going wrong
the land is wasted and time
is running short for the work
of a carpenters will carry on -carry on |
| » The Fall « |
It's funny how my life changes with the snow takes a long, hard solid state of gold all the times I look it still occurs to me just passing time, trying not to mind set my spirit free
there's a place and time for everything when the good gets going bad and every time I try to look and hide it leaves you lonely, feeling blue, and feeling sad
here it comes just rushing in
the distant smile replied, a distant grin it's not so bad after all I climbed the ladder, and you took the fall you took the fall
light on my feet I'm walking down
my steps are heavier to lessening frown soon I'll be gone so pay me no mind there's always the worries wasting time, and ways to whine
here it comes just rushing in
the distant smile replied, a distant grin it's not so bad after all I climbed the ladder, baby, and you took the fall you took the fall
feelings will pass and soon have to go
the colder the heart, the harder the wind blow although you're trying to make your own throughway you turn your back on love with the games that people play
here it comes just rushing in
the distant smile replies, a distant grin it's not so bad after all I climbed the ladder, baby, and you took the fall you took the fall, took the fall |
| » Somehow « |
There's too many things
left to be unsaid
some live in a dark hole
sometimes in my head
but I'm all right
I'll get by
somehow
you want to feel their emotion
sometimes even hold their hand
but they're giving nothing in return
to suit their own demands
but I'm tired
and I'll get by
somehow
look at the people around you
stabbing at your heart
but you still smile in kindness
for not knowing who they are
and their stories have ended
and they've lit up the town
and it's time to go home
as they go and lay their bodies back down
you want to feel their emotion
sometimes even hold their hand
but they're giving nothing in return
to suit their own demands
but I'm tired
and I'll get by
somehow
look at the people around you
stabbing at your heart
but you still smile in kindness
for not knowing who they are
and their stories have ended
and they've lit up the town
and it's time to go home
as they go and lay their bodies back down
there's too many things
left to be unsaid
so I live in a dark hole
sometimes in my head
but I'm all right
I'll get by
somehow |
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