[ti:Closer To The Truth And Furthher From The Sky]
[ar:Butch Walker]
[al:Sycamore Meadows]
[by:活在当下]

[00:01.22]Butch Walker - Closer To The Truth And Furthher From The Sky
 
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[00:13.04]Ribbons went flying out the window
[00:15.23]As we drove down the interstate
[00:18.63]Sex was something so brand new
[00:21.39]It was hard as hell to wait
[00:23.89]
[00:24.37]She made faces at the goddamn rednecks
[00:27.62]And said “Look at you boy, you must worship Satan”
[00:30.80]Just because I had the same long hair
[00:33.71]As the Jesus in all their paintings
[00:36.41]
[00:36.73]Every church just made me scared
[00:39.16]Of words like servant and faith and congregation
[00:43.08]In a world with so many answers left
[00:46.15]Why do I need so many explanations
[00:49.07]To get closer to the truth and further from the sky
[00:59.70]
[01:07.26]And the static singes the speakers
[01:10.52]Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
[01:13.84]The road just winds through the canyon
[01:16.65]Like a big black snake headed for salvation
[01:19.80]And I’m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky
[01:25.58]
[01:25.90]A roadside venue with paper menus
[01:28.47]In a town that forgot its own name
[01:31.52]We were hungry for anything that had a pulse
[01:34.76]As we freed ourselves from the rain
[01:37.61]There’s a disgruntled metalhead playing guitar
[01:40.81]For a pop singer up on the screen
[01:43.71]With his guitar held high and his head held low
[01:46.92]He just wants a chance to be seen
[01:49.58]
[01:50.01]And the static singes the speakers
[01:53.09]Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
[01:56.32]The road just winds through the canyon
[01:59.37]Like a big black snake headed for salvation
[02:02.70]And I’m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky
[02:44.17]
[02:44.90]Well he tells me at the bar
[02:46.40]That’s he on his last leg
[02:47.80]That he used to have it all in his hands
[02:50.87]That the girls