Sure can get lost
On these empty highways,
You can forget who you are
When you wake up somewhere different every day.
I guess I don't believe in God
Though I often feel the need to pray,
Sure can get lost on these empty highways.
Sure can get lonely
In these small towns,
You can forget what it's like
To have a friend around.
When the sun's coming up
And you're just coming down,
Sure can get lonely in these small towns.
They say to live every day
Like it was the last one.
But then you use up everything
And there's still so many more days to come.
Bridges burn so easily
And ties that bind come undone.
They say live every day like it was your last one.
It's been so strange and sad
Through all these many years.
My wildest dreams came true
And so did my worst fears.
If only the ones that are gone now
Were still here...
It's been so strange and sad through all these years.
Sure can get lost on these empty highways,
No sacrifices left and no more debts to pay.
There is little else to be done, and nothing more to say...
Sure can get lost on these empty highways.
credits
from ghosts, rising,
released October 28, 2013
Jesse: guitar, banjo and voice
Zak: bass and drums
This album speaks to the continuum of African diasporic culture that is central to the vibrant canon of Americana folk music. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 29, 2020
Bright and skipping songs that foreground the sound of the banjo and fingerstyle guitar in music that feels timeless. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2020