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*verse 1* - 0:49six years soberstill hungoversleepers in the left eyethe right won't openslide in the silver whisper of a newborn ghoston the way back homedown this switch-back roadpiercing **** smokecrying guitar notepuncture wound reminds methat i still have a soullike these monsters of flowersthat are starting to showlike this river reminiscingof my veins ebb and flow*chorus* - 1:13stuck in trafficthoughts erraticthey offer up the pulse of impatiencetheres a place that existswhen i break through this mystinto a beauty that is lying adjacentstuck in trafficLetras de cancionesthoughts erraticthey offer up the pulse of impatiencetheres a place that existswhen i break through this mystinto a beauty that is lying adjacent*verse 2* - 2:14the cross around myneck is musicmanifest itself in everything that ive seenit blends my life into a place between wake and dreamnarrates the love and hate and given take to a Tsonic fortressburnin' torchesheart is beating like two weathered palms on a drumlike a million men and women shoutin' change under sunlike my memories been painted by the brush of a song*chorus* - 2:39stuck in trafficthoughts erraticthey offer up the pulse of impatiencetheres a place that existswhen i break through this mystinto a beauty that is layin' adjacentstuck in trafficthoughts erraticthey offer up the pulse of impatiencetheres a place that existswhen i break through this mystinto a beauty that is layin' adjacent*verse 3* - 3:40early A.M.highway hiddenfreedom manifests itself in so many formsa breath can truly test itself by openin'doorson this humid southern evenin'tryin' to search for a sourcelife of strangerssome new languageill ride this nations spinal cord apon traintracksill slither down the pavement arteries of veins blackill navigate these currents with no need for a map*jam**verse 4* - 5:06i felt thejoy of progression thepain of depression thevile of poison said pours like the sun-setinto the ocean seen amothers devotion seen aworld with eyes closedand a world with eyes open seenmusic explodin' a--cross the horizon likemeteor-ite streaks a lightin' the night i seenmetal corrodin' gotlost in the sirens gotsounds take my soulto proper new heightsthat i didnt knowcould be reached by mankindthe blind and brilliance of crescendo's devineechoin' solos hues streaked across timei heard poets exhale surreal sentient lineslaced with the unique power to uniteveins rushed and flushed with ethic excitement***** never know me illistratin' my dreamsi rome irony like pavementbringin' me to the tree From Letras Mania