Flying Carpet

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I've seen so many places
faces start to all look the same
all of the names and dates coagulate into a little ball
and I couldn't tell you where I am now
I miss my house
my wife
my daughter
little dog and my bed
counting the days I have to wait to see them all again
and it won't be long
this road I'm on

I may have lost the edge I knew so well
cutting a path for us to walk down

get in the car
put the radio on
playing a part
girl your trying to hard
flying the carpet all over my heart
you are what you are
so boy stop trying to hard

another drink
another smoke
another street to fall down
another door
another floor
another little room
with a funny bed
where I lay my head down
and think about how close we are
even though we're really miles away
I wanna do all the things I was to scared to do before I left
would you wear that dress

get in the car
turn the radio on
playing a part
girl your trying to hard
flying the carpet all over my heart
you are what you are
so boy stop trying so hard

if not for her the road would be my home
if not for her the road would be my home
always surrounded
but always alone

if not for her the road would be my home
if not for her the road would be my home
always surrounded
but always alone

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from Smaller Heart EP, released December 20, 2016
recorded at The Green Shed and Bear Machine Studios in 2016

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