An old song I finally got around to recording
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Steve Wade - Acoustic Guitars, Electric Guitars, Bass, Accordion, Percussion, Corn Drum, Tongue Drum, Backup Vocals
Ryan Godek - Vocals, Harmonica
I was riding solo on a river headed nowhere
I hoped it wouldn't take too long
I saw the river start to grow though
And I hoped it would grow to be long
I've seen the beautiful places
They're not all in my mind
Smiles curl over their faces
I'd leave my old world behind
I was stopped in Baton Rouge waiting for the choo-choo
Train wouldn't hear my song
I traded in my old shoes, translated old blues
Playing a brand new song
I've seen the beautiful places
They're not all in my mind
Smiles curl over their faces
I'd leave my old world behind
Don't believe in all you hear
True guidance lies beyond the ear
Life will make it crystal clear
That you're all alone
747 spinning towards heaven
These days who really knows?
My days keep on blending, my time is never ending
Who knows where i'll go?
I've seen the beautiful places
They're not all in my mind
Smiles curl over their faces
I'd leave my old world behind
Time will never get me
I already came and went
My feet will never take root
I won't become a monument
Of people who die on their feet
shuffling through the same old haunts
Survival's based on ability to ride solo wherever you want
I was riding solo on a river headed nowhere
I hoped it wouldn't take too long
I saw the river start to grow though
And I hoped it would grow to be long
I've seen the beautiful places
They're not all in my mind
Smiles curl over their faces
I'd leave my old world behind
I have lost what once was mine
To the greedy hands of time
What the world has left behind
Is nothing but bones