We are here. Then we aren't. Some of us leave more behind than others.
lyrics
There’s a time for mending fences, A time to lay low
You swing your hammer and work for the day.
When everything slows down and the skies are blue
And you can sit back and watch your kids play
There’s no guarantees, nothing set in stone
No promises but the promises you make
And the dirt you turn where someday you’ll lay.
CHORUS
Momma said that you sold all the horses.
You told me to never sell it short
Love when you can, fight when you have to
Throwin’ in the towel ain’t like you
Which way to the exit, the back door or the front?
You don’t always get to pick the way
With your head held high or in the blink of an eye
With weight on your tongue or nothing to say
Watching Shane ride away in the dust
You wish you could go out that way
But that’s not the picture today
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It’s not the passing light that breaks my heart,
It’s how the fire came to a start
I’m not afraid of dying but I’m scared of being scared
and looks like that’s just how it’s gotta be.
It looks like that’s just how it’s gotta be
CHORUS----
credits
from EP,
track released May 18, 2011
written by Tony Fulgham
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