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Runaround
04:03
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Heard you were leaving town with some other boy
Thinking about all that we had in store
Laying every single day to waste
I’ll be alright so you can just forget about me
Turn around and rolling on up my sleeves
Try to calm down and keep on gritting my teeth
I was just a boy and you’re an innocent flower did everything I can do in my power to keep you safe
But that ain’t what you want
You runaround and you never came back you were the one thing that I couldn’t have
It stills stings girl, it cuts so deep
Heard you were leaving town with some other boy
Looking back on everything that I’ve destroyed
Full of misery and heartache
I’ll be alright so you can just forget about me
Turn around and rolling on up my sleeves
Try to calm down and keep on gritting my teeth
I was just a boy and you’re an innocent flower did everything I can do in my power to keep you safe
But that ain’t what you want
You runaround and you never came back you were the one thing that I couldn’t have
It stills stings girl, it cuts so deep
In the minutes and the months that all fell between
We’ll I just never knew that I could be this mean
Who I was then Is sickening
I was just a boy and you’re a innocent flower did everything I can do in my power to keep you safe
But that ain’t what you want
You runaround and you never came back you were the one thing that I couldn’t have
It stills stings girl, oh you cut so deep
I wanna give you something to remember me where there’s a broken heart just take it off my sleeve
Throw it on down now or sink in your teeth
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2. |
Between You and Me
03:20
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I got stoned there on the couch where we had conversations.
Tonight they disconnect the phone.
In 70s stained glass photos, you and her and the congregation,
and a lifetime of lessons to carry alone.
We’ve been deprived,
You’ve been received.
We all wait with the patience of thieves.
Did you escape by the skin of your teeth with your memories?
Dispatched to a Dignified departure demonstration,
with a heavy heart and it chills to the bone.
There in the hallway you were beaming light and radiation,
covered in stars that you’ll carry home.
Yea, we’ve been deprived,
And you’ve been received.
We all wait with the patience of thieves.
Did you escape by the skin of your teeth with your memories?
I know you, you wouldn’t want us to grieve,
but you lit a fire like you wouldn’t believe.
I’m too inspired to take a minute to breathe,
Between you and me.
We’ve been deprived,
And you’ve been received.
We all wait with the patience of thieves.
Did you escape by the skin of your teeth with your memories?
But you lit a fire like you wouldn’t believe.
I’m too inspired to take a minute to breathe,
Between you and me.
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3. |
Old Demons
03:22
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Just rolling in the bed
While regret still fills your head
Giving up on time cause there ain’t too much left
I’m drinking every night and I’m doing every line
Keeping my head spinning while the dark creeps up behind
There’s a little something left
I want to leave for you
A little bit of sadness but that ain’t nothing new
Pretty flowers wither just dying in their vase
Our minds keeping on moving while we’re stuck standing in place
I’d give it up right now for you
Hated all my lies and all the dirty shit I do
There was just a glimpse of our adolescent youth
Sick sinking feeling still constantly looms
Lately we’ve been broken and our arms all full of tracks
Poison in are veins
And the monkeys on our backs
Dragging my old demons
Down into the dirt
Til there ain’t nothing left
To bury all this hurt
I’d give it up right now for you
Hated all my lies and all the dirty shit I’d do
There was just a glimpse of our adolescent youth
Sick sinking feeling
Still constantly looms
Constantly looms
Constantly looms
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Old lover boy hit the high notes while she was hashing out her plans.
It’s hard to love a man so cold, harder yet to understand.
Eager eyes are still so full of light,
Green and immature.
If you make the promised land before I can,
please send me that brochure
You got all the time in the world
Nothing ever fits quite right when you force it into place.
Tired of searching for some kind of peace of mind through someone else’s grace.
Wondered if a man could learn to change the very look upon his face.
When you finally get all the flavors right
Please tell me how it tastes
You got all the time in the world
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5. |
Coming Down
04:34
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Ain’t no reason to wake up when you can’t sleep
There’s mountains of doubt still weight on me
Roll with the punch and take it on the chin
This broken nose ain’t the worst of it
Ain’t no reason to hold it over your head
I know I contributed to it
Pain inside become so clear
Is there anything waiting after here
Cause I’m coming down
I’m coming down
I’m coming down
Times running out
Times running out
Times running out
Ain’t no reason to wake up when you can’t sleep
Relive this life through broken dreams
Lost yourself in a memory
Can’t find the way when you can’t see
I’m coming down
Times running out
Just take my hand
I’m coming down
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6. |
Scoreboard Lights
03:29
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Kid I know there ain’t much to say.
Struck out in the last play of your very last game.
You were lost like a pop fly in the scoreboard lights,
but you can’t let it haunt you for the rest of your life.
Sometimes you walk baby, sometimes run.
Left like a foul ball in the Evening sun.
I don’t wanna hear your summer songs when the nights get cold,
weighed down with overcoats in the midwest snow.
Tired and dusty, the memories worth making.
Your knees are weak from adrenaline shaking.
Through all the waiting, anticipating,
C’mon, there’s good times worth celebrating.
Just like that one day you’re obsolete.
“Woulda-coulda-shoulda-been” is a deep dark disease.
So you lie awake in bed at night when you can’t find peace.
Done holding on to someone else’s dream.
Kid is grown now with kids his own,
Sits up in the stands now when the sun sinks low.
Ballpark summer songs in the nighttime sky.
Lit up the scoreboard like the Fourth of July.
Tired and dusty, the memories worth making.
Your knees are weak from adrenaline shaking.
Through all the waiting, anticipating,
C’mon, there’s good times worth celebrating again.
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7. |
Shelter Me
04:44
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There’s a lesson here, might be hard to find.
Mistakes we make are never quite on time.
Reactions overflow on both sides of the road.
Pride and hard opinions are sure to follow close.
But we ain’t giving up on hope.
Can’t shake the situation, pointing cameras at the proof.
We can’t breathe or sleep at night with those devils on the loose.
We hate to just sit back and wait while the con-mans selling lies.
Hide behind your cross and flag, intentions well disguised.
Misinformed and ill advised.
Maybe you can shelter me,
When I need some place to hide.
Maybe you can shelter me,
Baby I’m right by your side.
Maybe you can shelter me,
Through the long and lonesome fight.
Maybe you can shelter me,
Baby you can shelter me tonight.
Now the powers that be, shaking hands behind the scenes, roll up the windows of their long black limousines.
While we hang on to broken dreams.
Maybe you can shelter me,
When I need some place to hide.
Maybe you can shelter me,
Baby I’m right by your side.
Maybe you can shelter me,
Through the long and lonesome fight.
Maybe you can shelter me,
Baby you can shelter me tonight.
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8. |
Hands Of Time
04:56
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I’ve never known a love like you
All the words you gave in truth
Like the songs you used to sing
“I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain”
It’s right there beating in my chest and in yours too.
Both our blue eyes fixed upon that harvest moon.
It’s there in every precious moment we’ve been blessed.
The heart of each and every one that we’ve got left.
We can’t travel backwards through the hands of time
Would it suit you best to ease your worried mind
Oh it’s hard to say we ever did enough
For the only ones that seem to mean that much
Sweetie, I saw that you just called
You remember if we talk today or not?
I’m still waiting for you, son
Didn’t you know that you were born to run?
We can’t travel backwards through the hands of time
Would it suit you best to ease your worried mind
Oh it’s hard to say we ever did enough
For the only ones that seem to mean that much
We can’t travel backwards through the hands of time (through the hands of time)
Would it suit you best to ease your worried mind (ease your worried mind)
Oh it’s hard to say we ever did enough (ever did enough)
For the only ones that seem to mean that much
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9. |
The Flood
05:17
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The flood waters rush in and drown out the day
Cleanse our sins, in a number of ways
There ain’t no place to run
And no place to hide
So dry those old tears
Right out your eyes
Tides rise and they fall
To pull back the veil
It ain’t looking so good
Oh that sweet sulfur smell
There ain’t much left that’s true
Blocks out our light
Running on fumes
When despair fills your eyes
Storms come and they go
The wind will always blow
Just tried to hold on tight
We’ll make it on through this night
Flood waters surge in
Drowns out our days
Cleanse all our sins
In so many ways
There ain’t much left that’s true steals out our light
We keep running on fumes
When the swell fills your eyes
Storms come and they go
The wind will always blow
Just tried to hold on tight
We’ll make it on through this night
Storms come and they go
The wind will always blow
Heard all the words that they say
The dark brings the brightest days
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10. |
When The Lights Go Out
04:46
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I’m walking beside myself
Mistaken me for somebody else
Sick of watching everything burn
Just torch it all to feed the urge
Oh lord there’s no way around it
Something that I don’t think I’ll ever quit
The liquor seems to help but I’m drowning
Lungs are filling up so I’m stepping out again
Went for a ride before the sun went down
Miles without another soul around
Glance at in the rearview just doesn’t make sense
Confusing myself with somebody’s else
Hell naw I wouldn’t call it a problem
I know I always look a little bit tired
I think I used to have a little more patience
But I lost it all in a couple small fires
Choking back the tears
And the pain through all these years
Maybe you will find some peace when the lights go out
Hanging on your dress, well he’s sorry for his mess
Maybe you will find your peace when the lights go out
I’m running off my mouth again
You act like it’s a cardinal sin
Spitting daggers that just roll right off my tongue
Been a firecracker since the day I was born
I might be trippin’ cause it feels like falling
I know I always seem a little bit fried
I was peaking with the angels calling
I’m seeing more than a couple small fires
Choking back the tears
And the pain through all these years
Maybe you will find your peace when the lights go out
Hanging on your dress, well he’s sorry for his mess
Maybe you will find your peace when the lights go out
It’s all stuck in your head
there’s days that you will dread
Maybe you will find your peace when the lights go out.
Choking back the tears
And the pain through all these years
Maybe you will find your peace when the lights go out
Hanging on her dress, well he’s sorry for his mess
Maybe you will find your peace when the lights go out
It
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Old Heavy Hands Greensboro, North Carolina
Formed in 2015 in Greensboro, North Carolina, Old Heavy Hands forge a compelling brand of
heartfelt southern
rock informed as much by the Muscle Shoals tradition as the DIY punk rock
of their youth. They recorded their new album,
Small Fires, at The
Fidelitorium and Earthtones
studios.
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