There ain't no man that can save me
There ain't no man that can enslave me
Ain't no man or men that can change the shape my soul is in
There ain't nobody here
Who can cause me pain or raise my fear 'cause I got only love to share
If you're looking for truth I'm proof you'll find it there
You got to serve something, ain't that right
I know it gets dark but there's always a light
You're gonna have to buy in to get into the club
Trade your worries
You gotta show up if you wanna be seen
If you matters to you, ma, it matters to me
I'm gonna fall hard, yeah I know I am
When the clowns crack up I laugh with them
Ain't no man that can save me
There ain't no man that can enslave me
Ain't no man or men that can change the shape my soul is in
There ain't nobody here
Who can cause me pain or raise my fear 'cause I got only love to share
If you're looking for truth I'm proof you'll find it there
You say you look funny, I say you're a star
I say you're whatever you think you are
Watch your naysayers fall right in line
If we believe it they'll say she is so pretty
He is so fine
There ain't no man that can save me
There ain't no man that can enslave me
There ain't no man or men that can change the shape my soul is in
There ain't nobody here
Who can cause me pain or raise my fear 'cause I got only love to share
If you're looking for truth I'm proof you'll find it there
You got to go somewhere, ain't that true
Not a whole lot of time for me or you
Got a whole lot of reasons to be mad, let's not pick one
I live in a room at the top of the stairs
Got my windows wide open and nobody cares
And I got no choice but to get right up when the sun comes through
Ain't no man that can save me
There ain't no man that can enslave me
There ain't no man or men that can change the shape my soul is in
There ain't nobody here
Who can cause me pain or raise my fear 'cause I got only love to share
If you're looking for truth I'm proof you'll find it there
If you're looking for truth I'm proof you'll find it there
If you're looking for truth I'm proof you'll find it
Avett Brothers - True Sadness Album Lyrics
Avett Brothers - True Sadness Lyrics
Writer: Robert Crawford, Scott Avett, Timothy Avett
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Mama I Dont Believe
I lay here pretending to sleep
Someone's always asking for something of me
I try to hide but I'm stripped of my strength
Bound by the truth, bored by the speed
And the promise of the fortune it brings
Oh mama, I just don't believe
Like it happened in a Broadway scene
Are we still acting, is this the real you and me
The words don't flow, but my heart it still bleeds
Bound by the love, the warmth that it brings
And its promise to fix everything
Oh mama, I just don't believe
Angel wings tied to memories
They'll never fly for you and I
Angel wings tied to melodies
They'll never sing for you and me
A young man whose soul was burning
The hands of the people guiding him on
He was moving along, mama he was cooking
But the calendar won, his earnings are gone
And this fortune that this young man saw
Oh mama, I don't believe in it at all
Angel wings tied to memories
They'll never fly for you and I
Angel wings tied to melodies
They'll never sing for you and me
For you and me, they'll never sing
Oh mama, I just don't believe
Someone's always asking for something of me
I try to hide but I'm stripped of my strength
Bound by the truth, bored by the speed
And the promise of the fortune it brings
Oh mama, I just don't believe
Like it happened in a Broadway scene
Are we still acting, is this the real you and me
The words don't flow, but my heart it still bleeds
Bound by the love, the warmth that it brings
And its promise to fix everything
Oh mama, I just don't believe
Angel wings tied to memories
They'll never fly for you and I
Angel wings tied to melodies
They'll never sing for you and me
A young man whose soul was burning
The hands of the people guiding him on
He was moving along, mama he was cooking
But the calendar won, his earnings are gone
And this fortune that this young man saw
Oh mama, I don't believe in it at all
Angel wings tied to memories
They'll never fly for you and I
Angel wings tied to melodies
They'll never sing for you and me
For you and me, they'll never sing
Oh mama, I just don't believe
Writer: Robert Crawford, Scott Avett, Timothy Avett
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
No Hard Feelings
When my body won't hold me anymore
And it finally lets me free
Will I be ready?
When my feet won't walk another mile
And my lips give their last kiss goodbye
Will my hands be steady?
When I lay down my fears
My hopes and my doubts
The rings on my fingers
And the keys to my house
With no hard feelings
When the sun hangs low in the west
And the light in my chest
Won't be kept held at bay any longer
When the jealousy fades away
And it's ash and dust for cash and lust
And it's just hallelujah
And love in thoughts and love in the words
Love in the songs they sing in the church
And no hard feelings
Lord they knows they haven't done
Much good for anyone
Kept me afraid and cold
With so much to have and hold
When my body won't hold me anymore
And it finally lets me free
Where will I go?
Will the trade winds take me south
Through Georgia grain or tropical rain
Or snow from the heavens?
Will I join with the ocean blue
Or run into the savior true
And shake hands laughing
And walk through the night
Straight to the light
Holding the love I've known in my life
And no hard feelings
Lord they knows they haven't done
Much good for anyone
Kept me afraid and cold
With so much to have and hold
Under the curving sky
I'm finally learning why
It matters for me and you
To say it and mean it to
For life and its loveliness
And all of its ugliness
Good as its been to me
I have no enemies
I have no enemies
I have no enemies
I have no enemies
And it finally lets me free
Will I be ready?
When my feet won't walk another mile
And my lips give their last kiss goodbye
Will my hands be steady?
When I lay down my fears
My hopes and my doubts
The rings on my fingers
And the keys to my house
With no hard feelings
When the sun hangs low in the west
And the light in my chest
Won't be kept held at bay any longer
When the jealousy fades away
And it's ash and dust for cash and lust
And it's just hallelujah
And love in thoughts and love in the words
Love in the songs they sing in the church
And no hard feelings
Lord they knows they haven't done
Much good for anyone
Kept me afraid and cold
With so much to have and hold
When my body won't hold me anymore
And it finally lets me free
Where will I go?
Will the trade winds take me south
Through Georgia grain or tropical rain
Or snow from the heavens?
Will I join with the ocean blue
Or run into the savior true
And shake hands laughing
And walk through the night
Straight to the light
Holding the love I've known in my life
And no hard feelings
Lord they knows they haven't done
Much good for anyone
Kept me afraid and cold
With so much to have and hold
Under the curving sky
I'm finally learning why
It matters for me and you
To say it and mean it to
For life and its loveliness
And all of its ugliness
Good as its been to me
I have no enemies
I have no enemies
I have no enemies
I have no enemies
Writer: Robert Crawford, Scott Avett, Timothy Avett
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Smithsonian
Call the Smithsonian I made a discovery
Life ain't forever and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart with or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
Get the young scientists, tell them "come quick"
I must be the first man that's ever seen this
Lines on my face, my teeth are not white
My eyes do not work and my legs don't move right
Call the Smithsonian I made a discovery
Life ain't forever and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart with or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
I wonder if Romeo ever got scared
Taken but shaken, unprepared
Under the balcony, under the trees
Fully unknowing of where this would lead
What if we marry or give up the ghost?
Or we abandon those we love most?
What if you carry me and lay me down
Once you get used to me being around?
Call the Smithsonian I made a discovery
Life ain't forever and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart with or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
My bedroom's a doctor's office, my kitchen's a car
My life is a joke, my bathroom's a bar
I go there a lot, more than I should
I know I should stop but it feels too damn good
Call the Smithsonian I made a discovery
Life ain't forever and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart with or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
Life ain't forever and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart with or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
Get the young scientists, tell them "come quick"
I must be the first man that's ever seen this
Lines on my face, my teeth are not white
My eyes do not work and my legs don't move right
Call the Smithsonian I made a discovery
Life ain't forever and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart with or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
I wonder if Romeo ever got scared
Taken but shaken, unprepared
Under the balcony, under the trees
Fully unknowing of where this would lead
What if we marry or give up the ghost?
Or we abandon those we love most?
What if you carry me and lay me down
Once you get used to me being around?
Call the Smithsonian I made a discovery
Life ain't forever and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart with or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
My bedroom's a doctor's office, my kitchen's a car
My life is a joke, my bathroom's a bar
I go there a lot, more than I should
I know I should stop but it feels too damn good
Call the Smithsonian I made a discovery
Life ain't forever and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart with or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
Writer: Scott Yancey Avett, Timothy Seth Avett, Robert William Crawford
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
You Are Mine
You are mine
The edge I need when I am out of line
The air I breathe when I believe I'm dying
I guess you are there
It is told
With age our hearts are destined to grow cold
Well I won't argue that but this I know
The snow won't fall on me
Life goes, yes I guess it's true
Why close down we'll follow soon
Where we are is not so far from where we're gonna be
You and me
Our life is a heel
With danger in our hearts the roads our field
With shadows deep and dark girl grip your wheel
And push your moment through
Life goes, yes I guess it's true
Why close down we'll follow soon
Where we are is not so far from where we're gonna be
You and me
You and me
You are mine
The first to kiss the last to say goodbye
The answer to the question who do I owe my everything?
Life goes, yes I guess it's true
Why close down we'll follow soon
Where we are is not so far from where we're gonna be
You and me
You and me
The edge I need when I am out of line
The air I breathe when I believe I'm dying
I guess you are there
It is told
With age our hearts are destined to grow cold
Well I won't argue that but this I know
The snow won't fall on me
Life goes, yes I guess it's true
Why close down we'll follow soon
Where we are is not so far from where we're gonna be
You and me
Our life is a heel
With danger in our hearts the roads our field
With shadows deep and dark girl grip your wheel
And push your moment through
Life goes, yes I guess it's true
Why close down we'll follow soon
Where we are is not so far from where we're gonna be
You and me
You and me
You are mine
The first to kiss the last to say goodbye
The answer to the question who do I owe my everything?
Life goes, yes I guess it's true
Why close down we'll follow soon
Where we are is not so far from where we're gonna be
You and me
You and me
Writer: ROBERT WILLIAM CRAWFORD, SCOTT AVETT, TIMOTHY SETH AVETT
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Satan Pulls The Strings
Baby's in the cradle, Mama's in the bed
Sparrow's on the windowsill and the devil's in my head.
Devil's in my head mama, devil's in my head
Baby's in the cradle and the devil's in my head
When the winter yields to summertime
The whip-poor-will she sings
My heart is in the puppet box and Satan pulls the strings
Satan pulls the strings mama, Satan pulls the strings
My heart is in the puppet box and Satan pulls the strings
Well the front beat's in my brother, Lord
And the back beat's in me
God is in the song and the devil's in my feet
Lord, devil's in our feet, mama devil's in our feet
God is in the song and the devil's in our feet
Mama's cooking something up, serving to us all
Satan's ringing in now and I gotta take the call
Gotta take the call, boys, gotta take the call
Satan's ringing in now and I gotta take the call
Gotta take the call, boys, gotta take the call
Satan's ringing in now and I gotta take the call
Sparrow's on the windowsill and the devil's in my head.
Devil's in my head mama, devil's in my head
Baby's in the cradle and the devil's in my head
When the winter yields to summertime
The whip-poor-will she sings
My heart is in the puppet box and Satan pulls the strings
Satan pulls the strings mama, Satan pulls the strings
My heart is in the puppet box and Satan pulls the strings
Well the front beat's in my brother, Lord
And the back beat's in me
God is in the song and the devil's in my feet
Lord, devil's in our feet, mama devil's in our feet
God is in the song and the devil's in our feet
Mama's cooking something up, serving to us all
Satan's ringing in now and I gotta take the call
Gotta take the call, boys, gotta take the call
Satan's ringing in now and I gotta take the call
Gotta take the call, boys, gotta take the call
Satan's ringing in now and I gotta take the call
Writer: Robert Crawford, Scott Avett, Timothy Avett
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
True Sadness
You were a friend to me when my wheels were off the track
I know you say there is no need, but I intend to pay you back
When my mind was turning loose and all my thoughts were turning black
You shined a light on me and I intend to pay you back
When I was a child, I depended on a bottle
Full-grown I've been known to lean on a bottle
But you're the real deal in a world of imposters
And I've seen the program make men out of monsters
'Cause I still wake up shaken by dreams
And I hate to say it but the way it seems
Is that no one is fine
Take the time to peel a few layers and you will find
True sadness
Adam and Eve must have really done a number
On that garden when the apple was finished
Leaving behind them a den made of sadness
A damage that can't or won't be replenished
'Cause I still wake up shaken by dreams
And I hate to say it but the way it seems
Is that no one is fine
Take the time to peel a few layers and you will find
True sadness
Angela became a target
As soon as her beauty was seen
By young men who try to reduce her down
To a scene on an X rated screen
Is she not more than the curve of her hips?
Is she not more than the shine on her lips?
Does she not dream to sing and to live and to dance down her own path
Without being torn apart?
Does she not have a heart?
I cannot go on with this evil inside me
I step out my front door and I feel it surround me
Just know the kingdom of God is within you
Even though the battle is bound to continue
'Cause I still wake up shaken by dreams
And I hate to say it but the way it seems
Is that no one is fine
Take the time to peel a few layers and you will find
True sadness
True sadness
True true sadness
I know you say there is no need, but I intend to pay you back
When my mind was turning loose and all my thoughts were turning black
You shined a light on me and I intend to pay you back
When I was a child, I depended on a bottle
Full-grown I've been known to lean on a bottle
But you're the real deal in a world of imposters
And I've seen the program make men out of monsters
'Cause I still wake up shaken by dreams
And I hate to say it but the way it seems
Is that no one is fine
Take the time to peel a few layers and you will find
True sadness
Adam and Eve must have really done a number
On that garden when the apple was finished
Leaving behind them a den made of sadness
A damage that can't or won't be replenished
'Cause I still wake up shaken by dreams
And I hate to say it but the way it seems
Is that no one is fine
Take the time to peel a few layers and you will find
True sadness
Angela became a target
As soon as her beauty was seen
By young men who try to reduce her down
To a scene on an X rated screen
Is she not more than the curve of her hips?
Is she not more than the shine on her lips?
Does she not dream to sing and to live and to dance down her own path
Without being torn apart?
Does she not have a heart?
I cannot go on with this evil inside me
I step out my front door and I feel it surround me
Just know the kingdom of God is within you
Even though the battle is bound to continue
'Cause I still wake up shaken by dreams
And I hate to say it but the way it seems
Is that no one is fine
Take the time to peel a few layers and you will find
True sadness
True sadness
True true sadness
Writer: Robert William Crawford, Scott Yancey Avett, Timothy Seth Avett
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
I Wish I Was
I wish I was a flame dancing in a candle
Lighting up your living room high on the mantle
I could bring some romance without any scandal
And then when you were done you'd just put me out
I wish I was a tune you sang in your kitchen
Putting your groceries away and washing your dishes
I could float around your tongue and ease the tension
And then when you were done you'd just quiet down
But if I get too close
Will the magic fade?
Would I turn you off or away?
If I pull you in
Would I push you out
Of something here you care about?
Well I'm at a loss for what to do
But I'm drawn to you
I wish I was a sweater wrapped around your hips
And when it got too cold into me you'd slip
And when the sun came back you would hang me up
And I would watch you while you undress
But if I get too close
Will the magic fade?
Would I turn you off or away?
If I pull you in
Now would I push you out
Of something here you care about?
Well I'm at a loss for what to do
But I'm drawn to you
I'm not a song
I am not a sweater
I'm not a fire
I am something better
I'm a man in love writing you a letter
Will you take it
Will you keep it
Will you read it
Believe it
I love you
I'm sorry.
Lighting up your living room high on the mantle
I could bring some romance without any scandal
And then when you were done you'd just put me out
I wish I was a tune you sang in your kitchen
Putting your groceries away and washing your dishes
I could float around your tongue and ease the tension
And then when you were done you'd just quiet down
But if I get too close
Will the magic fade?
Would I turn you off or away?
If I pull you in
Would I push you out
Of something here you care about?
Well I'm at a loss for what to do
But I'm drawn to you
I wish I was a sweater wrapped around your hips
And when it got too cold into me you'd slip
And when the sun came back you would hang me up
And I would watch you while you undress
But if I get too close
Will the magic fade?
Would I turn you off or away?
If I pull you in
Now would I push you out
Of something here you care about?
Well I'm at a loss for what to do
But I'm drawn to you
I'm not a song
I am not a sweater
I'm not a fire
I am something better
I'm a man in love writing you a letter
Will you take it
Will you keep it
Will you read it
Believe it
I love you
I'm sorry.
Writer: Robert Crawford, Scott Avett, Timothy Avett
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Fisher Road To Hollywood
Regret for every step I took
From Fisher Road to Hollywood
Feelin' bad and actin' good
Never was content
It was hostel moves and hotel rooms
Watch my friends promote their dooms
From Pontiac to Newport News
Nothin' made much sense
And I had to leave a few behind
When they replaced the apple wine
With cocaine and codeine pills
I knew I was done
And I didn't really say goodbye
They'll walk their path and I'll walk mine
I will find other ways
To tear my body down
I am staying here with you
I've done all I know to do
They say "stand up straight and take your eyes
Off the wooden floor"
No, I didn't find what I was looking for
Still I had to go
From Fisher Road to Hollywood
Still I had to go
From Fisher Road to Hollywood
They taught some bigger words to me
At the university
Only it's a curse to speak
Without some regard
For the ones I'm talking to
Do I sound like a friend to you
Do we even speak the same
Language anymore
I am staying here with you
I've done all I know to do
They say "stand up straight and take your eyes
Off the ballroom floor"
Of course I didn't find what I was looking for
Still I had to go
From Fisher Road to Hollywood
Still I had to go
Still I had to go
From Fisher Road to Hollywood
From Fisher Road to Hollywood
Feelin' bad and actin' good
Never was content
It was hostel moves and hotel rooms
Watch my friends promote their dooms
From Pontiac to Newport News
Nothin' made much sense
And I had to leave a few behind
When they replaced the apple wine
With cocaine and codeine pills
I knew I was done
And I didn't really say goodbye
They'll walk their path and I'll walk mine
I will find other ways
To tear my body down
I am staying here with you
I've done all I know to do
They say "stand up straight and take your eyes
Off the wooden floor"
No, I didn't find what I was looking for
Still I had to go
From Fisher Road to Hollywood
Still I had to go
From Fisher Road to Hollywood
They taught some bigger words to me
At the university
Only it's a curse to speak
Without some regard
For the ones I'm talking to
Do I sound like a friend to you
Do we even speak the same
Language anymore
I am staying here with you
I've done all I know to do
They say "stand up straight and take your eyes
Off the ballroom floor"
Of course I didn't find what I was looking for
Still I had to go
From Fisher Road to Hollywood
Still I had to go
Still I had to go
From Fisher Road to Hollywood
Writer: ROBERT WILLIAM CRAWFORD, SCOTT YANCEY AVETT, TIMOTHY SETH AVETT
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Victims Of Life
Victims of cycles, victims of life
Victims of wrong, victims of right
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of hate, victims of love
If you're rich, you're hungry for money
If you're broke, you're hungry for bread
If you're wild, you're bound to die young friend
If you live in fear you're already dead
Victims of cycles, victims of life
Victims of wrong, victims of right
Victims of winning, victims of loss
Victims of payment, victims of cost
You got the victims of violence, victims of peace
You know we're all victims, exactly like me
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of hate, victims of love
I sold that shovel, I got two arms
They're digging a trench, right through my heart
They can't agree, except on one thing
They gone too far right now they're too close to leave
Victims of cycles, victims of life
Victims of wrong, victims of right
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of wrong, victims of right
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of hate, victims of love
If you're rich, you're hungry for money
If you're broke, you're hungry for bread
If you're wild, you're bound to die young friend
If you live in fear you're already dead
Victims of cycles, victims of life
Victims of wrong, victims of right
Victims of winning, victims of loss
Victims of payment, victims of cost
You got the victims of violence, victims of peace
You know we're all victims, exactly like me
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of hate, victims of love
I sold that shovel, I got two arms
They're digging a trench, right through my heart
They can't agree, except on one thing
They gone too far right now they're too close to leave
Victims of cycles, victims of life
Victims of wrong, victims of right
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of anything, and all the above
Victims of hate, victims of love
Victims of hate, victims of love
Writer: TIMOTHY AVETT, ROBERT CRAWFORD, SCOTT AVETT
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Divorce Separation Blues
I'm gonna keep on living
Even though I sometimes do
Fantasize about disappearing
Down in the ocean blue
Just to get some peace and quiet
From the warfare inside my heart
Well I've been under ear-splitting fire
Ever since we've been apart
Well I'm gonna wash the dishes
Pay the bills and watch the news
I've got the tough education
No celebration
Divorce separation blues
Yodel eh hee yodelo lodi lay he yodel lay he
Well I'm gonna keep on waking
And rising up before the sun
And lying in the dark wide awake
When everybody else is done
And sleeping in their beds so peaceful
Dreaming with the love they choose
I've got the tough education
No celebration
Divorce separation blues
Yodel eh hee yodelo lodi lay he yodel lay he
And I'll sign on
The line beneath my name
The road is gone
I can't go back the way we came
Well neither one of us
Really wanna hear the town
We try to keep our friends at bay
Try to keep the gossip down
Well some folks just want the dirt
And don't even care if it's true
But then again who cares who's talking
I'm worried for myself and you
And I'll sign on
The line beneath my name
The road is gone
I can't go back the way we came
They say one of every two
Bound to be set aflame
Every level of resentment
Responsibility and blame
Well now I'm bound to break a promise
One I made to God and you
I've got the tough education
No celebration
Divorce separation blues
I've got the tough education
No celebration
Bad communication
Worse interpretation
Love deprivation
Pain allocation
Soul devastation
Cold desolation
Life complication
Resuscitation
Divorce separation blues
Yodel eh hee, olay hee, olay hee, olay hee
Yodel eh hee yodelo lodi lay he yodel lay he
Even though I sometimes do
Fantasize about disappearing
Down in the ocean blue
Just to get some peace and quiet
From the warfare inside my heart
Well I've been under ear-splitting fire
Ever since we've been apart
Well I'm gonna wash the dishes
Pay the bills and watch the news
I've got the tough education
No celebration
Divorce separation blues
Yodel eh hee yodelo lodi lay he yodel lay he
Well I'm gonna keep on waking
And rising up before the sun
And lying in the dark wide awake
When everybody else is done
And sleeping in their beds so peaceful
Dreaming with the love they choose
I've got the tough education
No celebration
Divorce separation blues
Yodel eh hee yodelo lodi lay he yodel lay he
And I'll sign on
The line beneath my name
The road is gone
I can't go back the way we came
Well neither one of us
Really wanna hear the town
We try to keep our friends at bay
Try to keep the gossip down
Well some folks just want the dirt
And don't even care if it's true
But then again who cares who's talking
I'm worried for myself and you
And I'll sign on
The line beneath my name
The road is gone
I can't go back the way we came
They say one of every two
Bound to be set aflame
Every level of resentment
Responsibility and blame
Well now I'm bound to break a promise
One I made to God and you
I've got the tough education
No celebration
Divorce separation blues
I've got the tough education
No celebration
Bad communication
Worse interpretation
Love deprivation
Pain allocation
Soul devastation
Cold desolation
Life complication
Resuscitation
Divorce separation blues
Yodel eh hee, olay hee, olay hee, olay hee
Yodel eh hee yodelo lodi lay he yodel lay he
Writer: TIMOTHY AVETT, ROBERT CRAWFORD, SCOTT AVETT
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
May It Last
There is a sea and I am a captain
Of something unknown, waves high as mountains
There is a key and there is a lie
Here's to times that I catch it
May it last through the night
I'm as low as they come
I'm what shouldn't be done
Filthy and lost
Still up for trying
You're the one reason why
I look up and smile
Wishing alone
And I'm ready to forge ahead
There is a sea and I am a captain
Of something unknown, waves high as mountains
There is a key and there is a lie
Here's to times that I catch it
May it last through the night
Dark thoughts are hidden
Masked in the shadows
Times they estrange
Colors are full
We all will fit in
Climb in our armor
Traveling fast
The judgement is past
Now it's time to go on
There is a sea and I am a captain
Of something unknown, waves high as mountains
There is a key and there is a lie
Here's to times that I catch it
May it last through the night
Limbs that won't turn
When the fire won't burn
Like it did when we felt it
Deep in our hearts
Untie the rudder
Guide them away
Take me off sir
Take me off sir
There is a sea and I am a captain
Of something unknown, waves high as mountains
There is a key and there is a lie
Here's to times that I catch it
May it last through the night
Of something unknown, waves high as mountains
There is a key and there is a lie
Here's to times that I catch it
May it last through the night
I'm as low as they come
I'm what shouldn't be done
Filthy and lost
Still up for trying
You're the one reason why
I look up and smile
Wishing alone
And I'm ready to forge ahead
There is a sea and I am a captain
Of something unknown, waves high as mountains
There is a key and there is a lie
Here's to times that I catch it
May it last through the night
Dark thoughts are hidden
Masked in the shadows
Times they estrange
Colors are full
We all will fit in
Climb in our armor
Traveling fast
The judgement is past
Now it's time to go on
There is a sea and I am a captain
Of something unknown, waves high as mountains
There is a key and there is a lie
Here's to times that I catch it
May it last through the night
Limbs that won't turn
When the fire won't burn
Like it did when we felt it
Deep in our hearts
Untie the rudder
Guide them away
Take me off sir
Take me off sir
There is a sea and I am a captain
Of something unknown, waves high as mountains
There is a key and there is a lie
Here's to times that I catch it
May it last through the night
Writer: TIMOTHY AVETT, SCOTT AVETT, ROBERT CRAWFORD
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
True Sadness is the ninth studio album by American folk rock band The Avett Brothers. Produced by Rick Rubin, the album was released on June 24, 2016, through American Recordings and Republic Records. A vinyl edition was released on August 5, 2016.
At the 59th Annual Grammy Awards, the album was nominated for Best Americana Album, and the first track "Ain't No Man" was nominated for Best American Roots Performance. The production of the album is chronicled in the 2017 Judd Apatow and Michael Bonfiglio documentary May It Last: A Portrait of the Avett Brothers.
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Avett BrothersAt the 59th Annual Grammy Awards, the album was nominated for Best Americana Album, and the first track "Ain't No Man" was nominated for Best American Roots Performance. The production of the album is chronicled in the 2017 Judd Apatow and Michael Bonfiglio documentary May It Last: A Portrait of the Avett Brothers.
Genre(s): Folk, alternative country, Americana
Producer(s): Rick Rubin
Length: 50:59
Released: June 24th, 2016
Year: 2016