Truckstop Souvenir: Music

There’s a bird outside my window
But I can’t hear her sing
She’s fighting with the world outside
And all the noise it brings
And no one seems to notice her
She’s singing just the same
Well sometimes I feel like that little ol’ bird
But I can’t fly away

Got a list inside my head
Of all that needs to get done
Running a race against Old Man Time
And that disappearing sun
Got a song on my mind but a job on my hands
Cause the bills need to get paid
It always seems like the money’s gone
Before it ever gets made

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But all I really want
Is a front porch with a view
My fiddle when I need a tune
It helps me make it through
My trusty dog when life gets hard
And the joys seem too few
All I really want
Is a front porch and you

Someday soon, I don’t know when
We’ll find a way to leave
The sirens and these crowded streets
And the tangled web this city weaves
We’ll find ourselves a little place
In the mountains far from here
A simple life is all I need
Well, that and you, my dear

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