Airshow

by Evan Palmer

 

I don’t want to go to the airshow

I don’t want to take a drive

I don’t want to meet your friends at eight

I still can’t find mine

 

I don’t want to meet at your parent's place

If they don’t like me songs

There are six or seven lanes on the interstate

but we can’t get along

 

I don’t want to smoke your cigarettes

I don’t want to wash your shirts

or hear about the scars and the blood stains

like you’re the only one that hurts

 

I got a little money I saved up

and I’ll turn out the lights

I’m waiting for a bus down by Travis Park

and I won’t wave goodbye

 

You’re always the one getting over it

You’re always the one doing fine

I’m still stuck here trying to make sense of this

but not this time

 

I don’t want to play this song for you

I don’t want to waste your time

I don’t want to go to the airshow

I’ll just wait outside

 

You’re always the one getting over it

You’re always the one doing fine

I’m still stuck here trying to make sense of this

but not this time

 

Enough

by Kayla Schureman

 

I pull up to the house I don’t know what to do

I’ve been running, tired and looking for you

I’d like you better if you were still in our bed

stealing kisses and covers- oh, the things that you said

 

You’re singing in the kitchen now like you always do

but there’ll be a last time and I’ll cry when that’s through

Your heart is made of silver and mine is gold like a fool’s,

but they break just the same and I’m not coming back to you

 

I thought I was in love, but I was just trying to be enough

I said that I let you go, and I’m right back where I was

 

I get flashbacks at truck stops, and walking home from bars

I’m ahead of this freight train that ain’t even ours

It’s a heavy load for the faint of heart

You never asked if I could carry it; you just told me how far

 

I thought I was in love, but I was just trying to be enough

I said that I let you go, but I’m right back where I was

 

I pull up to the house I don’t know what to do

I’ve been running, tired, and looking for you

I’d like you better if you’d just come back to bed

Shut out the lights and forget the things that we said

 

I thought I was in love, but I was just trying to be enough

I said that I let you go, but I’m right back where I was

 

Bad Company

by Kayla Schureman

 

Standing outside a hotel in phoenix after a midnight drive

I never said you said you were full of shit

but you could see it in my eyes

It wasn’t luck that we both needed

or the stars in the desert sky

Just a promise that no one was leaving here until we got it right

 

Where did we go wrong?

Our love was like the summer breeze

Honey, where did we go wrong?

Now its bad company

 

We grew apart in a small town by the riverside

You never said, “it would be forever”, still I acted so surprised

It wasn’t easy to stand my ground with that water getting so high 

but I made a promise that I wasn’t leaving here until I got it right

 

Where did we go wrong?

Our love was like the summer breeze

Honey, where did we go wrong?

Now its bad company

 

Standing outside a hotel in phoenix

It was a long, long drive

I never told you how I was feeling

I could never say it right

 

I’m Still Yours

by Kayla Schureman

 

All our maps are faded, so I can’t take us anywhere

The phone stopped ringing, so I guess I’m off the hook

Now the rain is coming through the ceiling

and you can’t find what you’re looking for, but I’m still yours

 

Take my ticket for a plane that left yesterday

Send me a postcard from the kitchen down the hall

Say, the radio is playing static and you left the drugs at the store, but I’m still yours

 

Some nights we get it right and know exactly what to do

but then the sun comes up and it’s gone

I think sometimes that I’ve said too much

Yeah, I think sometimes that I’ve said too much

but I’m still yours

 

All the roses dried up on the table top

This light has been burned out for days

Now the cold is coming through the window

and those ain’t my clothes on the floor, but I’m still yours…

 

 

Idaho

by Kayla Schureman

 

We found the dark days, and we found them fast

Clicking our heels now just trying to get back

We had a love there; it was mean and cold

but it had its days and its nights for sure

 

Keep it steady but don’t let go

When you’re empty find something to hold

Don’t slow down when it’s time to leave you’ll know

Think of me when you’re crossing Idaho

 

Our time here is laced with silver and dust

It’s not about where you’ve been, but when enough is enough

So keep on running; that sun’s gonna set

and the gold across the valley will be the last of it

 

Keep it steady but don’t let go

When you’re empty find something to hold

Don’t slow down when it’s time to leave you’ll know

Think of me when you’re crossing Idaho

 

Kiss the Ground

by Kayla Schureman

 

Sometimes you think you know a heart so well

like giving out directions with no street names

You just know by the way it looks by the way it feels-

like driving home

 

Now these mornings, they’re breaking so blue

That horizon draws a line I’ve never known

I can still taste summer in the back of my throat;

I said it all for you

 

Every time you told me it was over I had fingers crossed behind my back

When you took my hand to tell me the feeling faded from grey to white and black

 

Oh, December you’re so good to me

I never thought I’d learn to stay and dance with my two feet

I don’t believe that some things never change

Oh, but you were the best

 

I’d been falling so long that I kissed the ground when I came down

Then I killed something inside me that kept me always waiting around

 

Rose

by Kayla Schureman

 

I used to be someone I didn’t want to be anymore

I hope when you see me now you don’t see her breaking dishes on the floor

Or screaming out loud, and slamming all them doors

and using you love up like I could always get some more

 

I was a little far from home

Thinking I was right when I was doing wrong

When the petals come off of a rose it’s just a thorn

 

Well, you know that I keep you in the middle of my mind

I’m not always thinking about you, no, but you keep me in line

When I do, it’s in the middle of the night

But I never needed a ring or a house, I just needed time

 

I was a little far from home

Thinking I was right when I was doing wrong

When the petals come off of a rose it’s just a thorn

 

I’ll trade all of my excuses for one second chance

and hope you come back…are you coming back?

 

I used to be someone before I really knew

that even the sweetest things in life have something to lose

I’ve paid the cost that leaves a heart in two

but I’ll count the ways I still need you

 

You’re the one that feels like home

You set me right when I’m doing wrong

and knows when the petals come off of a rose it’s just a thorn

 

Shake

by Kayla Schureman

 

Well, you grab your keys and shuffle your feet ‘cause you’re about to leave

I’ll stand in the doorway until you’re gone and it’s just me

I hate, hate, hate that feeling from my heart to me knees

I’ll shake, shake, shake until I’m trembling

 

You didn’t tell me about her but, darling, you didn’t have too

I could tell by look in your eyes and your brand new shoes

but I’ll wait, wait, wait like I always do

and I’ll dance, dance, dance like I’m dancing with you

 

Now I’m putting on my coat and I hope I don’t make you late

You said you wrote me that song and now it’s just about the interstate

I think I’ll drive, drive, drive ‘cause it’s heavy now to stay

Roll down the window and shake, shake, shake

Roll down the window and shake, baby, shake

 

San Andreas Fault

by Amelia Curran

 

In the battles of the in between

I love my love when he loves me

But there’s a shadow that tears apart

As if the San Andreas Fault is on my heart

As if the San Andreas Fault is on my heart

 

I’ve said sorry all the time

I’ve said sorry all the time

When there’s no reason to even start

It’s like the San Andreas Fault is on my heart

 

And I may lose control every winter

When the medicine don’t take

But in your own times of frailty

You know that I can radiate

 

Leave a light on for me, babe

Leave a light on for me, babe

When there’s no reason for us to part

But sometimes the San Andreas Fault is on my heart

 

San Fernando County Line

by Kayla Schureman

 

You had me smiling all the way on our drive to L.A.

singing me the songs that you wrote

You were breaking hearts, you were tearing them apart

and I was loving every single note

 

We were young enough to run and feeling so alive

Windows down across San Fernando County Line

 

We found our way through the streets in the desert heat

We were playing every Saturday night

Like June and Johnny, the life of the party

Damn, we were feeling fine

 

But I should have seen it coming they were turning out the lights

Drinking our way through San Fernando County nights

 

I know it’s not easy to be in love like we used to be

It would take all the angels in this city

 

When the money ran out I was thinking about how

I’d be better off on my own

You were showing all the girls as little part of your world

and I was sitting right there at home

 

I was reckless enough I didn’t even say goodbye

Windows down across San Fernando County Line

 

 

High Hopes

by Kayla Schureman

 

Hey, it’s been awhile

We both know better days

It used to take half a bottle to get you to smile,

and an empty to call my name

Like you were running from something no one else could see,

and I was holding onto nothing like it was everything

 

Maybe I was too late

or maybe I was right on time

but either way my heart breaks

cause there ain’t no calling you mine

Now I’m in your city and lost inside of this dream

and the busiest street won’t bring you back to me

 

These high hopes are bringing me down

I miss those rock-n-roll records and your kiss on the mouth

Honey, I’m still searching for the sound

 

Yeah, it’s messed up

The ways I’ve tried to forget,

and move on, just to paint you back in

Under a wild sky out somewhere we’ve never been

Where I can let go the breath I’ve been holding in

 

These high hopes are bringing me down

I miss those rock-n-roll records

I can hear them now

Honey, I’m still searching for the sound

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