Jann Arden Lyrics
Jann Arden Lyrics
"How God Things Are Lyrics"
Birth Of Rock And Roll Lyrics
Carl and Greg Perkins Well Nashville had country music but Memphis had the soul Lord, the white boy had the rhythm and that started
Carl and Greg Perkins Well Nashville had country music but Memphis had the soul Lord, the white boy had the rhythm and that started
How Good Things Are
{ Written by Jann Arden Richards/Russell Broom }
I’m just living ‘cause I’m obligated
I keep trying ‘cause I’ve got to get it right
I pull the trigger but I hesitate
Lying here beside myself
I go to work ‘cause I’ve got nothing go
Reflecting Lyrics
Reflecting the still of the water Reflecting the silvery sky Reflecting the stars in the galaxy Are you and I It`s been sa
ingReflecting the still of the water Reflecting the silvery sky Reflecting the stars in the galaxy Are you and I It`s been sa
I count the hours by the second in my head
The guy beside me’s gonna drive me crazy
Talking ‘bout his children like that
I read the paper on the bus I ride home
I see the pictures of the people who are dead
And I imagine what it must be like to
Just lay down all
Strength Within Lyrics
There comes a time for everyone To fall back or stand your ground Fight or flight - Do or die You never fail if you try Every
your debtsThere comes a time for everyone To fall back or stand your ground Fight or flight - Do or die You never fail if you try Every
Everybody’s gotta find a God they love
Everybody’s gotta figure out the end
No one can tell you how to live forever
And who would want to in light of all of this
I go to work just to avoid tomorrow
And I’m afraid that I am losing all my hair
I told
I Shatter Lyrics
Bang there was you too gold too blue You told the truth. I cried. You flew. You called me mad (and I am mad) as a hatter Some fall
the doctor just to medicate the part of me that still is hereBang there was you too gold too blue You told the truth. I cried. You flew. You called me mad (and I am mad) as a hatter Some fall
I’m drinking water with my whiskey these days
I’m watching William beam himself around the stars
I call my mother every second Sunday
We talk about how good things are (repeat)
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