All You Can Ever Learn is What You Already Know (Live)
Is this how it was intended?
The sunrise over smoke stacks in the Midwest,
The beauty of this abandoned factory
Christmas lights blinking on and off all out of time
In what used to be, your pink house
Dreams of a middle class America
I'm trying to believe in you,
But all these satellites and shattered
Dreams are blocking out my view
Please don't forget who you really are,
Because nothing really matters when we're gone
Fell in love with his keno waitress
They honeymooned in Memphis;
They were married by the drive up window
Trailer parks, neon signs,
And an empty box of Lucky Strikes:
All used up from the dashboard of America
I'm trying to believe in you;
This world sold its fate for
Parking lots and drunk sincerity
Please don't forget who you really are,
Because nothing really matters when we're
You'll be saddened to know the train tracks
You once walked as a young boy are
Now nothing but a graveyard
Please don't forget how small we really are,
Because nothing really matters when we're gone
compositores: CHRIS KNAPP, JOHN COLLURA, KRIS ROE, MICHAEL DAVENPORT
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