1.A Deep Deep Lake
Lyricist：Brood, Lademacher
Cold hands and always the last to know
Long drives and shadows that follow you home
Too late to find a light on, the TV's glow
Dark hallways and a place that you shouldn't go
And so you go
Alcohol, alcohol, take your seats
Hold your breath until the morning
Bar the door, it's happening now
I sleep on the floor, seeping into the floorboards
Up the walls and into the ceiling
I'm watching the house from every angle now
I'm watching you sleep so tenderly
A broken skylight, a kicked in door
All signs that you were here
A blackened eye, you're a big man
You're a big man, you're such a big man
Thirty odd years and all I can do
Is grind my teeth at the memory of you
A long, long drive, longer than before
Hallelujah, you never looked back
I never look back
2.Silver Sparkler
Lyricist：Dok Stanford, Jerry Livingston
It comes back to me
Like pieces of a dream I can't remember
And I don't think you took a breath
From March until September
When they sat me down and upped the dose
Said, 'Son, tell us what to do？
This isn't only killing you
This isn't only killing you'
They say rats in your sinking ships
I think that you could learn something from rats
Ask them in your traps
Have you ever seen the stars
Just after the rain？
Have you ever seen the stars
Through someone else's pain？
Have you ever blacked out
With nothing in your veins？
Have you ever blacked out？
No
These days I wake up
With silver sparklers burning in my eyes
These days these days I wake up
With silver sparklers burning in my eyes
I was standing on a hill
I was on the phone with hell
I was hoping to hear something
I could understand
When I saw you walking up the road
Your love and desperation
Lighting up your face
I think it cost a dime
These days I wake up
With silver sparklers burning in my eyes
(These days, these days)
(I wake up with silver sparklers burning in my eyes)
These days these days I wake up
With silver sparklers burning in my eyes
(These days, these days)
(I wake up with silver sparklers burning in my eyes)
Oh, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, I am sorry
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, I am sorry
I'm sorry
3.Caroll Channing
Lyricist：Jack Hues Nicholas Feldman Darren Costin
The warm, dry air of another town
Reminds me of the time I wasted on you
Did you miss your flight？
I'll call the airline and see if it's delayed
Didn't get much sleep last night
I could be with you
Waiting in the wings, waiting in the wings
Well here we go
I'm 16 years old again
Awkward and shy and unsure of myself
I cough and laugh and shift my weight and smile
And think of how much I hate you
For putting me through this
The warm, dry air of another town
Reminds me of the time I wasted on you
I wasted so much time on you
So here we go
I'm 16 years old again
Awkward and shy and unsure of myself
I cough and laugh, shift my weight and smile
And think of how much I hate you
For putting me through this
And when my plane lands
I'll be so far away from here
So happy to be so far away from here
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