Circa '46

I started moving so I can sleep at night

I figure exhaustion will shut my eyes

And I'm as country as a guitar slide

But I can't ride no not tonight

No my head's preoccupied with counting

Sheep jumping over my peace of mind

Life will write the words

But you choose your own melody

Yes life has given me hurt

But I choose my own melody

And sometimes it's that sad sad song

I'm singing all my day long

I'm just trying trying to find the right notes

Notes notes notes

There must be a fire in me

Because I can see my breath

Feel like a Miles Davis style solo circa '46

Still I write down the sacred things

You show to me

Because my mind forgets

What my heart once did see

Life will write the words

But you choose your own melody

Yes life has given me hurt

But I choose my own melody

And sometimes it's that sad sad song

I'm singing all my day long

I'm just trying trying to find the right notes

Notes notes notes

You can build a bridge in a song

But you'll burn down the ones in your life

Life will write the words

But you choose your own melody

Yes life has given me hurt

But I choose my own melody

And sometimes it's that sad sad song

I'm singing all my day long

I'm just trying

Trying to find the right notes

Notes notes notes notes notes

A misty eyed stranger said

The songs words inspire

If they really knew would it break their hearts

That there's dirt that my soul keeps

If there's any good in me

It comes from the grace of my father