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I'm sitting down by the highway down by that highway side Everybody's going somewhere Riding this as fast as they can ride. I guess they got a lot to do before their lives are justified. Pray to God for me, babe, he can let me slide. Well I been up and down this highway far as my eyes can see. No matter how fast I run, I can never seem to get away from me. No matter where I am, I can't help thinking I'm just a day away from where I want to be. I'm running home, babe, like a river to the sea. Baby, if you can see me, out across this wildreness, there's just one thing I was hoping you might guess: Baby, you can free me, all with the power of your sweet tenderness.
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his version of take it easy is far superior to the eagles. plus, he wrote it
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god
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runnin' on empty one of a handful of records i heard growing up that i loved
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flexible
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the panpipes on lives_in_the_balance send shivers up my spine. fantastic. i grew up on this guy.
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oldephebe
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his songs like niel youngs and a few others..they're like little homilies..it's like that old roberta flack song.....he just keeps playing my life with his fingers singing my soul or life with his words...yeah i used to listen to my big brothers (joseph h walton) record and 8 track collection so i got to hear and develope a taste fr real song writers back when i was a pup ...
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LateForTheSky2
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In the calling out to one another Of the lovers up and down the strand In the sound of the waves and the cries Of the seagulls circling the sand In the fragments of the songs Carried down the wind from some radio In the murmuring of the city in the distance Ominous and low I hear the sound of the world where we played And the far too simple beauty Of the promises we made If you ever need holding Call my name, I’ll be there If you ever need holding And no holding back, I’ll see you through Sky blue and black Where the touch of the lover ends And the soul of the friend begins There’s a need to be separate and a need to be one And a struggle neither wins Where you gave me the world I was in And a place I could make a stand I could never see how you doubted me When I’d let go of your hand Yeah, and I was much younger then And I must have thought that I would know If things were going to end And the heavens were rolling Like a wheel on a track And our sky was unfolding And it’ll never fold back Sky blue and black And I’d have fought the world for you If I thought that you wanted me to Or put aside what was true or untrue If I’d known that’s what you needed What you needed me to do But the moment has passed by me now To have put away my pride And just come through for you somehow If you ever need holding Call my name, I’ll be there If you ever need holding And no holding back, I’ll see you through You’re the color of the sky Reflected in each store-front window pane You’re the whispering and the sighing Of my tires in the rain You’re the hidden cost and the thing that’s lost In everything I do Yeah and I’ll never stop looking for you In the sunlight and the shadows And the faces on the avenue That’s the way love is That’s the way love is That’s the way love is Sky blue and black
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jane
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the pretender on repeat
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what's it to you?
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