Edwin, Joshua Lee Turner - Dead Air (Live from St. Joan of Arc)

Like a strip of light cutting through the crack in the shade
I come alive just before the morning break
Try to make sense, get a little wider view
If this is everything, then I've got nothing to lose
Lonely, baby
Low down, crazy
Wild but never free
I keep chasing
White lines on pavement
Looking for something concrete
Think that I just might get myself back to the lake
Wash myself clean or try to find another mistake
With nothing left to give and even less to take
I'll be singing in the service on Sunday to remember my name
Lonely, baby
Low down, crazy
Wild but never free
I keep chasing
White lines on pavement
Looking for something concrete
Lonely, baby
Low down, crazy
Wild but never free
I keep chasing
White lines on pavement
Looking for something concrete

Written by:
Jacob Boll, Matthew Boll

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