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Same Old Moon
The Mountain Grass Unit
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Pickin' up bottles from the night before
Told my mama I won't be doin' that no more
Bought a ticket down to Birmingham
Watch the trees roll by, I'm a lonely man
Thunder roars and the clouds begin to form
Tucked inside I feel safe and warm
Without love we'd lose it all
Look in the mirror, broken glass begins to fall
Five bucks in the tip jar with bloody hands
Mr. Steve sits there, he understands
Each day passing at the speed of light
Makes me wonder each and every night
Building fires till the break of dawn
Memories made and memories gone
Without love we'd lose it all
Look in the mirror, broken glass begins to fall
Runnin' fast on empty
Lust and greed don't tempt me
Things just happen like death and doom
But in the night just shines the same ole moon
But in the night just shines the same ole moon
But in the night just shines the same ole moon
But in the night just shines the same ole moon
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