i'm looking for rainy days and license plates
forget me nots and coastal states
seven dollars and a cough
is all i've got
to my name
that i don't know
'cause no one's told me in a year or so
that the days are worth living.
might as well give it all you've got,
or just give up.
someone said that boy you gotta run.
you can't look back there is no sun.
it's only a flashlight in the sky.
someone's held it up and it turned big.
and no one really knows what it is.
or how to explain it.
keep it simple.
keep it nice.
keep it lovely.
please stay bright.
when it comes to brilliant.
you're the only one that comes to mind.
i've tried my best to leave this place.
but i always end up just the same
on a sunday in the middle of another morning's fade
and the nights they're not so good
when your only friends that understood
are in the middle of a state
that's too far to drive.
you try your best to see it a different way.
well at least i'm still alive.
but life it's a word.
and me i'm just no good
without my guitar
and voice to sing your praise.
like how the midnight needs the moonlight.
and skyline needs the sun
to light the days.
i'm hoping for simple songs and melodies.
it's ten past two and the swaying trees
just remind me of those highways headed home.
to the clarksville skyline.
and the air it's just as fine
as it is here in indiana
but the streetsigns just ain't the same
and not as many people know my name.