Lyrics


4 Letters

Well there’s four letters here that say exactly how I feel

And the more you read them you can tell the more you’ll see it did not end well


There’s a goal not to ramble there’s a goal not to say what you mean

But if you motion in kindness then you’ll know what I mean


See there’s six days til Sunday to repent for those things you haven’t done

Because you know rest only makes that strong man weary, cause he knows it will always stay the same


There’s a goal not to ramble there’s a goal not to say what you’ve seen

But if you’d motion in kindness then you’d know what I mean


Well the weak they always follow the wicked, because they don’t know where to go

“Follow me!” Yells the prophet so proudly. “Follow Me!, and I’ll always show the way.”


There’s a goal not to ramble there’s a goal not to say what you mean

But if you’d motion in kindness you’d know what I’ve seen

If you’d motion in kindness you’d know, you’d have something to believe

*written by Morgan Snow BMI


Old Friends

I went to heaven so I could see my old friend

He said it's been a long time "How've you been?"

So I told him about those days I spent in Hell

For my mistakes and wrong turns and those times I fell

He said "life's about choices it does no good not to feel

If you only live in Heaven you'll never know what's real"

 

So I went up to that church and grabbed myself a knee

wanted faith to be waiting at the bottom for me

But I know I can't stay, and I know I cannot pray

It was time, it was time, it was time

Time to move along, time to move along

 

I went to Hell just so I could see my old friend

He said it's been a long time "Where've you been?"

So I told him about those days I spent in Heaven

For my good deeds and right turns and those times I helped

He said "life's about choices it does no good not to feel

If you only live in Hell you'll know, you'll know what's real"

 

So I went down to that bar and grabbed myself a round

Wanted truth to be waiting at the bottom to be found

But I know I can't stay, I know I walked away

It was time, it was time, it was time

Time to move along, time to move along

 

I came back home just so I could see where I've been

And how those mistakes and wrong turns have made me who I am 

Now I know life's about choices it does no good not to feel

If I only lived in Heaven I'd never know what's real

 

So I went up to that stage and grabbed myself a song

Wanting all my old friends to gather round and sing along

Because I know I can't stay we all must go our way

When it's time, when it's time, when it's time

Time to move along, time to move along 

*written by Morgan Snow BMI


Warm Sunshine

There’s warm sunshine draped across her face and here lays hope and grace

Tastes just like honey boy you just can’t miss and who said heaven don’t exist


When it’s a long shot babe can’t you see that you and me can never go away

And it’s a coming to go and just staying the same and it’s all just one big escape


It’s like a gun it gives me peace of mind and hope just means taking it’s time

Because there’s grey clouds above my fingertips and who says hell don’t exist


When it’s a long shot babe can’t you see that you and me can never go away

And it’s a coming to go and just staying the same and it’s all just one big mistake


There’s a ghost dancing above my grave wishing that he would have stayed

But time’s they got tough so he blew away all that hope of other days


So now it’s a long shot babe can’t you see that you and me can never go away

And it’s coming to go and just staying the same and it’s all just one big escape, no it's all just one big mistake


*written by Morgan Snow BMI


Too Good To Be True

Don’t you hold me in your anger, because I am already here

Don’t you find me in your thoughts anymore, because I just don’t care


Coming down it ain’t easy and looking up won’t break my fall

Lord I know I can tell you that she ain’t, she ain’t my fault


About right now you’re probably thinking that maybe I should head on home

But I think you’ve mistaken between the meaning of home and alone


Because unlike options you’ve been draining

Looking at me for something to do

And all the while knowing clearly that you were too good to be true


So hold me closely in your anger, because aren’t we already here

But don’t you find me in your thoughts anymore, because I still don’t care


So I came and I went and pulled a chair next to you

All the while knowing clearly that you were too good to be true

that you were too good to be true

*written by Morgan Snow BMI


The Come Down

Rain or shine I can’t let you

Come and go or come to stay

Yes, it’s true you’ve always liked to make me blue 

Always thinking that it’s never coming back to you 

 

So here I stand just like a man only dare he can

Trying to go and trying to stay far away

Because only time will know the reasons or the rhyme 

As to why it’s all made its way on back to you

 

Coming down is coming down it’s coming down 

Coming round is coming down again 

Coming round is coming round it’s coming round

Coming down is coming round my friend

 

When it’s time I’d like to be the first in line

To make sure it’s all made it’s way back to you

Because hope alone can’t buy the peace that I can own 

Like watching all that shit fall back to you 

 

Coming down is coming down it’s coming down 

Coming round is coming down again 

Coming round is coming round it’s coming round

Coming down is coming round my friend

*written by Morgan Snow BMI


Aftermath

Come in and close that door

Brace yourself it’s time for war


I know it hurts to think the worst

When it’s all shit and hope’s no longer first

But oh these winds they’ve blown away

They’ve blown away this pretty day


Come in and take rest

Because old boys have been found dead


I don’t think that I’ll ever lose

These things I’ve seen on the 5 o’clock news

And all these winds have blown away

They’ve blown away this pretty day


No I don’t think that I’ll ever lose these things I’ve seen on the 5 o’clock news

So come in and close that door

*words written by Morgan Snow BMI


Modern Age

(Buffalo vs. Train)

I’ve been walking and riding trains, been looking for something that will remain

There’s an ocean it’s far away, but if I get there it will be the same

I’ve been walking and riding trains like an old country song in the modern age

It ain’t easy, because it’s so slow, but it will carry me where I want to go

So take your copper, silver, and gold but sometimes I feel like that mountain an empty hole

And I can’t do just as I’m told

Like waiting for permission to lose control

I’ve been walking and riding trains got old ticket stubs to count the passing days

But there’s no reason, and no one to blame if you can’t find something for you to gain

So take your copper, silver, and gold but sometimes I feel like that mountain an empty hole

And I can’t do just as I’m told

Like waiting for permission to lose control

Today I found myself on that same train

It broke down and left me two blocks west of 8th and main

Guess I finally found out just where this train will go

This old train takes me every where but home

This old train takes me everywhere but home

*written by Morgan Snow and Ashlee K. Thomas BMI


Stars 

(Buffalo vs. Train)

About a month ago a man walked in, he said “I’ve gotta come clean about where I’ve been.”

He pulled up his shirt and showed me the wound from climbing the stars to steal the light from the moon

You’re either casting a shadow or stealing the shade, Taking power or giving it away


Because when you go down the road just to see where it goes

Then the sun will surely come, and shine a light on what you’ve done.

 

He threw down his cards and pointed to death, said “I’ve been to places I’d rather forget.”

“I’ve been around the world, but now I’m alone except for voices and shadows that followed me home.”

“See, I went looking for God to give back what I stole, but heavens a place I cannot know.”


Because when you go down the road just to see where it goes

The sun will surely come, and shine a light on what you’ve done

 

*written by Morgan Snow and Ashlee K. Thomas BMI