Gregory Alan Isakov 3y57a

    Gregory Alan Isakov

    3 A.m ue40

    Gregory Alan Isakov 3y57a

    That Sea, The Gambler 634s1p


    Well its 3 am again, like it always seems to be
    Drivin' northbound, drivin' homeward
    Drivin' wind is drivin' me
    And it just seems so funny
    That I always end up here
    Walkin' outside in the storm
    While looking way up past the tree-line
    It's been some time

    Give me darkness when I'm dreaming
    Give me moonlight when I'm leaving
    Give me shoes that weren't made for standing
    Give me tree-line, give me big sky
    Get me snow-bound, give me rain clouds
    Give me a bed time... just sometimes

    Now you're talkin' in my room
    But there ain't nobody here
    'cause I've been driving like a trucker
    I've been burnin' through the gears
    I've been training like a soldier
    I've been burnin' through this sorrow
    And the only talkin' lately
    Is that background radio

    You were my friend, and I was the same
    Riding that hope was like catching some train
    Well now I just walk
    Well I don't mind the rain
    But I've been singing
    So much softer than I did back then

    The night, I think
    Is darker than we can really say
    And god's been living in that ocean
    Sending us all the big waves
    And I wish I was a sailor
    So I could know just how to trust
    Maybe I could bring some grace back home
    To the dry land for all of us
    Compositor: Gregory Alan Isakov

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