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Try not to Lie- The Goodbye Horses ( @tortilaphats )

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The "driving song". Everybody loves a good driving song.
Now available for booking (336) 458-6572
Much thanks to Clark for the great video @tortilaphats
It’s Twenty miles to get home
And there ain't no lights on
And the morning is dirty
And the kitchen is empty
But he still remembers the way
He never told her
Until it was over
And the memories break through
One at a time
Like the ocean keeps sending in the waves
There ain't no perfect time
There ain't no perfect way
They don’t stand a chance
They’re gonna take on anyway
They’re gonna get it right this time
Try not to lie to believe
She keeps the lighter
And he’ll take the matches
Both lookin for the words
Maybe written in the dirt
Not knowing what to keep or throw away
Well, the road never gets shorter
The twists the turns the corners
Through cities and over mountains
While chaos rides with boredom
And every sign reads like a magazine
There ain't no perfect time
There ain't no perfect way
They don’t stand a chance
They’re gonna take on anyway
They’re gonna get it right this time
Try not to lie to believe
Even as she walks away
In perfect time
That rhythm’s got me in a sway
Like a demon wine
It’s Twenty miles to get home
And there ain't no lights on
And the morning is dirty
And the kitchen is empty
Now available for booking (336) 458-6572
Much thanks to Clark for the great video @tortilaphats
It’s Twenty miles to get home
And there ain't no lights on
And the morning is dirty
And the kitchen is empty
But he still remembers the way
He never told her
Until it was over
And the memories break through
One at a time
Like the ocean keeps sending in the waves
There ain't no perfect time
There ain't no perfect way
They don’t stand a chance
They’re gonna take on anyway
They’re gonna get it right this time
Try not to lie to believe
She keeps the lighter
And he’ll take the matches
Both lookin for the words
Maybe written in the dirt
Not knowing what to keep or throw away
Well, the road never gets shorter
The twists the turns the corners
Through cities and over mountains
While chaos rides with boredom
And every sign reads like a magazine
There ain't no perfect time
There ain't no perfect way
They don’t stand a chance
They’re gonna take on anyway
They’re gonna get it right this time
Try not to lie to believe
Even as she walks away
In perfect time
That rhythm’s got me in a sway
Like a demon wine
It’s Twenty miles to get home
And there ain't no lights on
And the morning is dirty
And the kitchen is empty