Sync Different

There’s a place down the street

Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one

You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on

To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home

The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all

So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home

When I was young
I thought that perfection was possible When I was young
I dreamed I could make it all happen When I was younger
The world seemed to be so so simple Simple
This song’s for those
Who can’t lift their heads above the pillow This songs for those
Who live in a constant present pain
This song I’ll sing
Cos sometimes you can’t seem to utter words Utter words
Crossword puzzle Mending that muddle Again and again and again My feelings are teasing Emotions are feeding
An empty and fragile skin
When I had fire
To play with, to burn things, to watch at night When I had fire
Inside me I couldn’t contain
I long for fire
To keep me dancing to the end
To the end