Audio from Matt

This empty old house seems smaller now 
Where our children grew and scuffed across these wooden floors
Sometimes I still hear an echo from small voices in the summer air
Everything echoes
(Everything  Echoes)
in an empty old house you know
Think I’ll take it with me when I go

You were so young in your white dress 
The old women scoffed, saying. “It will never last.”
Remember how drunk I got before passing out?
Oh, my love, you were so mad, but it never showed
Think I’ll take it with me when I go 
Think I’ll take it with me when I go 

Time clicks away the time it takes to create a memory 
Young hands become old, but love is what you keep
Even when you sleep, even when you sleep.
Time clicks away a year into a lifetime of memories
In my heart is a memory of you I still keep
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep

There is a woman in a picture frame hanging on the wall
Of a new old house across town, but it’s really not too far
She is cooking dinner, or maybe washing clothes 
She moves a little slower now, but now we all move slow
Think I’ll take it with me when I go 

Time clicks away a year into a lifetime of memories
In my heart is a memory of you I still keep
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 
Time clicks away a year into a lifetime of memories
In my heart is a memory of you I still keep
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 
(Even when)
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 
(Even when)
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 
(Even when)
Even when I sleep, even when I sleep 

(Even when I sleep, even when I sleep )
(Even when I sleep, even when I sleep )
(Even when I sleep, even when I sleep )

Even When I Sleep (Lyrics in description)

I am not a perfect man
My body’s marred
With scars –
My soul is torn.

No, I am not a perfect man
And this road
I have traveled far
Is already quite worn.

By the feet of so many others
Who traveled it through life
Only to awake one day
To realize –
They were not
Perfect

No, I am not a perfect man
And this road
I have traveled far
Is already quite worn.

Oh Lord, 
I am not perfect 
(Oh lord) 
I am not a perfect man 
(Oh Lord) 
No, I am not a perfect man,
And this road I have traveled far 
Is already quite worn. 
(This road is worn)
This road is worn
(This road is worn)
This road is worn
(This road is worn)

By the imperfect


Perfect Man (Lyrics in description)

This old town could use a coat of paint;
the walls are cracked and peeling
the town people should complain.
Even you my dear, could use a new Sunday dress;
I would take you to Sac Fifth Avenue
you deserve nothing less.

But I'm a hobo on a train.
A rider in the rain,
you should steer clear, my dear
once you let me near
I will promise you everything 
everything 

Roll you up in silk and gold
and weave flowers in your hair,
ride you like a horse drawn carriage
breathe new life into your air.
Buy a church pew right up front
where we'd mingle with the saints,
take my hand and come with me
every desire for you I'll paint.

Like a crow flying straight
or the devil with the key to the pearly gates
or a fish, fishing with his own damn bait
Honey, you can’t imagine what I can paint,
but I’m a hobo on the train.
A rider in the rain,
you should steer clear, my dear
once you let me near
I will promise you everything 
everything 

But I'm a hobo on a train.
A rider in the rain,
you should steer clear, my dear
once you let me near
I will promise you everything 
everything 

cause I will promise you everything 

 everything 

 everything 

 everything 


Everything (Lyrics in description)

He came to make his fortune 
in the oil fields of New Mexico
With the long dog days of summer 
and nights so cold the desert froze 
Years can harden a man living in the past 
with old memories and regrets 
missing the red clay roads of East Texas 
and the southern rain that helps him forget

Forget he left a woman behind in Texas 
like money owed for the payment of a debt 
At night she comes back to remind him 
when southern rain blows north before he forgets 
Come on wind keep blowing 
hello thunder, crack me open 
nights are longer when you remember 
shorter when the southern rain forgets

East Texas, take care of all blue ladies 
wash the red dirt from their heartache 
come on wind keep blowing 
hello thunder, crack the sky open 
The rivers swollen from a desert flood 
one final debt left to pay before I leave 
so I push my pony into mountains up above 
maybe I'll make it home in time to sleep

Forget he left a woman behind in Texas 
like money owed for the payment of a debt 
At night she comes back to remind him 
when southern rain blows north before he forgets 
Come on wind keep blowing 
hello thunder, crack me open 
nights are longer when you remember 
shorter when the southern rain forgets

Oooohhh 
life is longer when you remember 
shorter when the southern rains forget
life is longer when you remember 
shorter when the southern rains forget 
life is longer 
shorter when the southern rains forget

shorter when the southern rains 

Southern Rain (Lyrics in description)

Maybe there’s an end to everything
Maybe life is built that way
When you held me in the darkness
Really thought you were going to stay

Sitting across the kitchen table
with no words to find
I see the steam rise from your coffee
you've already made up your mind

Nothing so strong
as a woman who has already made up her mind

Thing is
Tears fall
Won’t be able
To hear me if I call
Thing is
Love ends
Really wish when it did
We could have stayed friends

Life is cold when you age
Life is big and time gets away
Seems the more I think of you
The less I remember those days

Night is lonely here without you
empty arms are all I find
this bed is too big to sleep in
without a woman who's made up her mind

Nothing so strong
as a woman who has already made up her mind

Thing is
We were young
Truly, my love I thought
I was the only one
Thing is
Time heals
Some of it comes back
And I remember how it feels

Thing is
Tears fall
Life moves on
Love is over and all
Thing is
We were young
In the end you must have thought
You were the only one
Thing is …

Thing Is ( Lyrics in description)

[We hit oil on the back forty of our land.
The government sent out the IRS man.
He said, “There is an accounting to be made.” 
They will never find where his body lays. 
Every man keeps his own blotter,
oh yeah, come hell or high water.

I was married to a red hair gal,
but she ran off with my own best pal.
Well I took a gun and gunned them down.
Now they are both buried in the ground.
If the bodies are found, it’s more than manslaughter.
Oh yeah, come hell or high water.

Come hell or high water.
We are all gonna to drown
when the tide comes in.
Come hell or high water.
Time to abide for
your life of sin.

Now I am old and set in my ways.
So many sins I’ve racked up in my days.
Gonna meet my maker in the coming days.
I can hear the town folk say,
“He is going down where it will only get hotter.
Oh yeah, come hell or high water.”

Come hell or high water.
We are all gonna to drown
when the tide comes in.
Come hell or high water.
Time to abide for
your life of sin.

Come hell or high water.
We are all gonna to drown
when the tide comes in.
Come hell or high water.
Time to abide for
your life of sin.ws3

Hell or High Water (Lyrics in description)

I tried to call you
on Valentine’s Day,
but the wires are crossed
since you’ve gone away

Away

So, I carved you my heart
out of granite and stone.
Chiseled a clue
deep down in my soul

Away 

We can’t go on
with nothing to gain.
We broke all the rules
of the game

We both buried that secret
deep into our veins.
Every day I’m without you
is so hard to maintain

My legs shake and I shiver.
My words crumble serene.
Your sweet addiction
makes it hard to get clean.

We can’t go on,
touching the pain.
breaking the rules
of the game.

Came from the south tracks,
where you live with no name.
Every day covering up like a beat dog,
searching for someone to blame.

But you mended me together
after love broke my heart.
Now here without you
I just fall apart.

We can’t go on,
living this way.
We broke all the rules
of the game.
Yes, We broke all the rules
of the game.

We both buried that secret
(on Valentine’s Day)
We both buried that secret
(on Valentine’s Day)
We both buried that secret
(on Valentine’s Day)
We both buried that secret
(on Valentine’s Day)

We both buried that secret on Valentine’s Day

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