waxangel

I've been listening to the Drive By Truckers quite a lot lately. These guys are from my hometown (Birmingham, AL) and I used to see their name on the outside of this dingy club around the corner from my house, seems like they played there nearly every week. I never went to see them, I was way too punk rock back then. Look what being punk rock makes you miss out on:

Sounds Better in the Song

When I saw her standing there, with her bright eyes and shining hair,
she was looking back at me.
Some are meant to sing, some are meant to talk and some arent meant to say a thing.
But when she opened up her mouth and that sweet voice came out
I lost track of my own name.
Now shes found herself, and I lost mine
and Im just another guy who cant give her anything.

Well the drifter, He holds on to his youth just like it was money in the bank.
And Lord knows, I cant change sounds better in the song
than it does with hell to pay.
I might as well of slipped that ring on your finger from a window of a van
as it drove away.
Now shes found herself, and I lost mine
and Im just another guy who cant give her anything.

Dreams are given to you when youre young enough to dream them
before they can do you any harm.
They dont start to hurt, until you try to hold on to them after seeing how they really are.
She used to dream them with me, every single crazy one,
until they started hurting her too, now shes got some of her own
and outgrowing me, might be the best thing for her shes ever done.

A light that shines as bright as hers cant be kept in the shadows for too long.
A heart that wants to live and a soul that wants to give
cant just sit at home alone.
Lord, shes give me everything and never wanted anything I couldnt give.
Just what was inside of me.
And now shes found herself, and I lost mine
and Im just another guy who cant give her anything.