Just discovered John Moreland.

Organic tear-filled emotion in every word.

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John Moreland

I started up the engine and headed for the place we met

I prayed to sister Juliette, smoked three packs of cigarettes

I'm still trying to figure out forgiveness

And keep track of all of my sins

Just tell me you don't love me, and I promise I won't

Darken your doorstep again

This sure ain't how I thought that it would feel to finally have made it

I've arrived alive in Danbury, God damn it's overrated

They put us back on the blacklist

Well we never learned why we needed saved

We took a ride trying to hide from the god

Of early marriages and empty graves

Last night, New York City was heaven, now I'm feeling low

And how many stones did we roll, hoping hell would explode

We read all the right books, we sang songs we misunderstood

And with or without any reason, we did rebellion what justice we could

So I'm trying not to think about home, and all that I miss

I swallowed my pride, and I cried, cause we didn't exist

You said it's now or never, well I never stop feeling that way

We get turned around, our spirits break down, we just lie and say we're ok

Well the older I get, truth gets harder to find

And famous false prophets get by off of robbing good men blind

Maybe I don't have it in me, maybe it doesn't have me in it

And if I don't fly, that's fine, just let me find the place where I fit

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