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waking up the dead

from calling of the crows by Ty Maxon

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open up the window let the autumn air inside dead leaves are somewhere burning soon south the birds will fly silence of the songbird sets in when winter sky call out to your sorrows soon they'll freeze in your mind carry round dead weight to remind you of what has fallen behind you of what still ahead of you lies
gotta get away from waking up the dead rising from their graves every time your head bows to the ground waiting light to shed everything gone come back again
sleep until the sun goes wake with the moonlight loneliness is easy when nobody's in sight quiet and commanding full of faded lover's lies walk the town's dark roads around find yourself inside a dirty old dive here's to keeping the dead alive one for now two for old times three for watching the world pass by
gotta get away from waking up the dead rising from their grave every time your head looking at the bottom of an empty glass just to fill another line them up so fast
lost leaning on a crutch made out of a song and drinking too much trying come across daylight in the dark keep counting the loss of falling stars
Watch the valley shadow roll slowly on by see the train come through the rain hear the lonesome cry wish you had the money or nerve enough to try to take a ride to the ol' west side make your way earning nickles and dimes try to stay ahead of the times either way trouble still finds you if you run or if you do hide
gotta get away from waking up the dead rising from their grave every time you head trying to get away to a place instead of this home that you roam and the tears you shed
lost leaning on a crutch made out of a song and drinking to much trying to come across daylight in the dark keep counting the loss of falling starts

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from calling of the crows, track released February 16, 2012

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