EMILY HURD: SONGS

Bags in tow under my eyes. Highest lows and lowest highs.
I went past shallow hills and a valley deep just to find you livin down the street.
Stopping lights and docking yards. Satellites and dying stars.
I went over fields and a rocky beach just to find you livin down the street.
Just to find you livin down the street.

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Now when I holler, he comes runnin. Oh my baby keeps me comin.
He gives me what I don’t know that I need.
Every time I’d chase the wind I’d only find your face again.
So I’ll lose my shoes and rest my tired feet. And find you livin down the street.

Gravel voice and pavement roads. Empty noise and noisy shows.
I followed love on hollow leads just to find you livin down the street.
Bitter drinks from fruitless vines. Jagged brinks and stony climbs.
Beatin drum had got me beat and I found you livin down the street.
I just found you livin down the street.

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Through alley ways and Raleigh haze, I was searchin for some brighter days
And someone I could be someone to.
Through dead canals and live corrals and old-time men and good time gals,
I wondered til my wonderin was through. And I happened to happen onto you.

Bags in hand and ragged skies. Golden bands and broken ties.
I took careless rides at breakneck speeds just to find you livin down the street.
Faulty starts make happy endings. Hardened hearts take hearty mending.
Now to the wind I must concede. I found you livin down the street.
I just found you livin down the street.

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Written by Emily Hurd