Take what you want, see to it You dust all your memories away 'Cause I can't find the strength to do it I can't remember what should go or what should
s stormy rage When he who might Have lighted up and led his age Falls back in night Scorn, would the angels laugh to mark A bright soul driven Fiend-
Behind the house where I lived Back when I was a kid I played G.I. Joe beneath the tall pine trees I'd fight imaginary wars 'Til my mom called from our
(Mark Erelli) I thought I heard you knocking As I sprung up from my chair Flung the door wide open There was no one standing there It's getting harder
(Mark Erelli) I hear a tick I hear a tock Must be your biological clock You're ready Oh, you're ready You got the itch I wanna scratch I can't resist
(Mark Erelli) They picked another one off the vine Scooped out the seeds in the back of his mind Filled up his head with half-truths and lies And put
(Mark Erelli) I can't waive my hand And make a blind man see No I ain't got nothing Hidden up my sleeve I can't change The water to wine I can't pull
(Mark Erelli & Polly Mathewson) My little sister makes more than you My little sister makes more than you Would you believe sheA?s just 22 My little
(Trad.) He was just a blue eyed Boston boy His voice was low with pain I'll do your bidding comrade mine If I ride back again But if you ride on and
(Mark Erelli) My love I see the shadows fill your eyes Your smile is but a thinly veiled disguise Could it be you've grown dissatisfied With me My love
(Mark Erelli) Across the miles that lie between The lives we live, and the lives we dream Full moon shines so blue and bright Smiling down on the both
(Mark Erelli) Too many nights thinking 'bout you Too many lights in my rearview Too many miles by the light of the moon Guess we all pay the price for
(Mark Erelli) The sun goes down, the sun comes up Black coffee fills a paper cup Every morning it gets harder to remember The days all seem to pass this
(Mark Erelli) I climbed out my bedroom window Shimmied down the tree Under cover of the darkness I crept on down the street She is waiting for my signal
(Mark Erelli) I'm going down that pilgrim highway Though none can say for certain where it leads I believe someday I'll reach a place Where all my burdens
The sky went black, the world stopped turning round As you took my hand and sat me down Remember how I cried as you broke the news My best just was not
Saint Nick fell down the chimney right on cue With a big ole' bag of gifts for me and you I was cryin' by the Christmas tree with a bottle of Petrone
You've traveled the river from end to end Never found a true love anywhere you've been You never broke a heart that wouldn't mend On such a lovely summer