Gonna settle down slowly Night fall's rowdy in the air Haven't seen enough sunrises Don't have time to forget Raise a glass to each moment In a race against time Where you bargain with the darkness In the back of your mind Shouldn't be waiting for a clear sign to make a move While these bourbon bottles mark the moments that we move Holding fast against the days Like photographs that steal the words away... Way down gravel back roads Where we turn just to leave We can wrestle with our worries And reach for something to relieve Out on the edge of November On the a verge of a storm When the radio and radiator still keepin you warm Shouldn't be waiting for a clear sign to make a move While these bourbon bottles mark the moments that we move Holding fast against the days Like photographs that steal the words away... Here come in our troubles Across these five interstates Through shady back room dealings With no fear to test our fate Shouldn't be waiting for a clear sign to make a move While these bourbon bottles mark the moments that we move Holding fast against the days Like photographs that steal the words away... Like photographs that steal the words awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
