Born into this town just like an unlocked cell in jail
Almost free, still a detainee trying hard to post my bail
'Cuz 23 feels old to me, no sight, no scent, no trail
Of my t-shirt dreams of the Major Leagues or a boxcar fairy tale
The word "career" that hit my ear never sat right in my brain
The long job search, the paperwork, it all seems so insane
But the standard set can define success, other roads have rough terrain
And different's free with no guarantees of redemption or acclaim
The discovery of eternity is something most deny
To take on love and dreams and strife and know you're gonna die
I stay up late to beat that fate, still wake up terrified
And I run through days, trying in vain, to beat death or to hide
My heroes rise from their place in life stood stubborn and alone
They brave the night to bring the light to the fearsome and unknown
And forever live for what they did inside an ancient poem
When the tape deck speaks, athletic feats, or churches made of bones
Downriver from the icons and all their immortal deeds
Sewn together by the promise of opportunity
By slaves and wars and long-locked doors disguised as other's needs
By a chance first kiss and another missed and a soul to brave the seas
Someday, some town, some kid like me is born and I'm long gone
This series of metamorphoses remains to take him on
The girl he'll loose, the hometown blues, the searching and the song
Screamin' "remember me" at the centuries, trying to make more right than wrong
I'm driving on a summer's night to a place all my friends go
I got a song in my back pocket, and a move nobody knows
Its a long and lonesome road, my friend, I'm out here on my own
And I flip the bird to the mean old world and go searching on for home
Owen McMahon - The Good Universe Lyrics
Owen McMahon - The Good Universe Lyrics
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Born into this town just like an unlocked cell in jail
Almost free, still a detainee trying hard to post my bail
'Cuz 23 feels old to me, no sight, no scent, no trail
Of my t-shirt dreams of the Major Leagues or a boxcar fairy tale
The word "career" that hit my ear never sat right in my brain
The long job search, the paperwork, it all seems so insane
But the standard set can define success, other roads have rough terrain
And different's free with no guarantees of redemption or acclaim
The discovery of eternity is something most deny
To take on love and dreams and strife and know you're gonna die
I stay up late to beat that fate, still wake up terrified
And I run through days, trying in vain, to beat death or to hide
My heroes rise from their place in life stood stubborn and alone
They brave the night to bring the light to the fearsome and unknown
And forever live for what they did inside an ancient poem
When the tape deck speaks, athletic feats, or churches made of bones
Downriver from the icons and all their immortal deeds
Sewn together by the promise of opportunity
By slaves and wars and long-locked doors disguised as other's needs
By a chance first kiss and another missed and a soul to brave the seas
Someday, some town, some kid like me is born and I'm long gone
This series of metamorphoses remains to take him on
The girl he'll loose, the hometown blues, the searching and the song
Screamin' "remember me" at the centuries, trying to make more right than wrong
I'm driving on a summer's night to a place all my friends go
I got a song in my back pocket, and a move nobody knows
Its a long and lonesome road, my friend, I'm out here on my own
And I flip the bird to the mean old world and go searching on for home
Almost free, still a detainee trying hard to post my bail
'Cuz 23 feels old to me, no sight, no scent, no trail
Of my t-shirt dreams of the Major Leagues or a boxcar fairy tale
The word "career" that hit my ear never sat right in my brain
The long job search, the paperwork, it all seems so insane
But the standard set can define success, other roads have rough terrain
And different's free with no guarantees of redemption or acclaim
The discovery of eternity is something most deny
To take on love and dreams and strife and know you're gonna die
I stay up late to beat that fate, still wake up terrified
And I run through days, trying in vain, to beat death or to hide
My heroes rise from their place in life stood stubborn and alone
They brave the night to bring the light to the fearsome and unknown
And forever live for what they did inside an ancient poem
When the tape deck speaks, athletic feats, or churches made of bones
Downriver from the icons and all their immortal deeds
Sewn together by the promise of opportunity
By slaves and wars and long-locked doors disguised as other's needs
By a chance first kiss and another missed and a soul to brave the seas
Someday, some town, some kid like me is born and I'm long gone
This series of metamorphoses remains to take him on
The girl he'll loose, the hometown blues, the searching and the song
Screamin' "remember me" at the centuries, trying to make more right than wrong
I'm driving on a summer's night to a place all my friends go
I got a song in my back pocket, and a move nobody knows
Its a long and lonesome road, my friend, I'm out here on my own
And I flip the bird to the mean old world and go searching on for home
Writer: Owen McMahon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid