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At the diner downtown old timers sit around
Talk about the flood of ‘42
How they watched from higher ground, as the water took it down
Like a verse from the bible come true
After losing everything, you could hear the hammers ring
As they built it back up again
The mill wheels turned, they kneeled in church
Washed of all their sins
But the river always wins
I come down from the mountain
Like judgment from on high
Going home to the ocean
And I don’t give a damn
About the dreams of man
And I won’t be denied
I’ve seen boys with fishing poles and born again souls
Lovers with their hearts ablaze
I’ve always been there, for the lonely in despair
I took a few in my dark embrace
I’ve seen the mills pull out and the jobs go south
It ain’t ever been the same way since
For every thing they try to change, I will always remain
I’ll be damned but I won’t give in
‘Cause the river always wins
(CHORUS)
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The silence in this house tonight is deafening
The thunderclouds above us now are threatening
Go on and say it
I can take it
The only thing I’m afraid of is when you say nothing at all
Don’t send me a sign
Or make me read ‘tween the lines
Scream and shout
Don’t leave any doubt
Come on out and tell me what you’re saying
Don’t let this love get lost in translation
A band of gold holds us alone together
I know this hurts but we swore for worse or better
Tender soldier
Sweet warrior
I don’t care who is right I just don’t want to fight anymore
(CHORUS)
We’re one and the same, beyond blame and forgiveness
So honey don’t retreat if you need a witness
You can’t divide
The coastline from the tide
Always changing but in constant conversation
(CHORUS)
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You’ve always walked beside me
In joy and in despair
Now I need something to lean on
but you’re not here
There’s an evil wind a-blowin’
I feel it in my bones
I don’t know where I’m going or how to get back home
I’ve been looking for a little kindness
but it’s hard to find
Looking for a little kindness
and it’s hard to find these days
If I could go back where we started
Would the sun be shining still
Now I only see a darkness
and holes that can’t be filled
All the things that brought me comfort
They just seem tired and worn
What always used to work ain’t working anymore
(CHORUS)
All I’ve learned from growing older
Is how to carry all I’ve lost
But I don’t know how to pick up
where you left off
Maybe I should just stop talking
And let the music fade
You always seemed to know when there was nothing more to say
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There was a time
We all watched the same screen
Springsteen was mainstream
Everybody had a hungry heart
There was a time
We weren’t rich but you could make a living
A 40-hour week and a two-day weekend
could get you pretty far
Was there a time
Or was it only in my mind
When everything seemed simpler
And we all sat down for dinner every night
Or am I only looking through
This rose-colored rearview
There was a time
When this town felt like family
I could ride my bike down any street
and somebody always knew my name
There was a time
Before the mill pulled out and pills moved in
When we didn’t need no medicine
to take away the pain
(CHORUS)
There was a time
We all pledged allegiance
And we thought we knew what we meant
When we stood and faced the flag
Are we blind
Lost in some nostalgic haze
Only white men miss the good ole’ days
that ain’t coming back
Was there a time
Or was it only in our minds
When everything seemed simpler
And we all sat down for dinner
And we all watched the same screen
But we didn’t see the same thing
Maybe all that’s in the mirror
Was never close as it appeared
Like the way the truth can seem so black and white
After all our looking through
This rose-colored rearview
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Blindsided - Acoustic
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Walking down the street
Minding my business
Never saw it coming
God as my witness
But you were there
Like a shot of green in the grey of the city
And I was unprepared
for the way it hit me
Blindsided
Blindsided
(I was) Blindsided
By your love
Love can set you free
Or love can be your prison
Mama tried to warn me
But I wouldn’t listen
She said you can try to keep
your heart protected
It will still creep up
when you least expect it
(CHORUS)
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Mark Erelli Boston, Massachusetts
"You know those artists who release a great first record and then have enormous trouble following it up with anything as interesting? Yeah, that’s not Mark Erelli." -Red Line Roots
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