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  1. Shot In Hell

From the recording Nightshades

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Silence talks of mile a minute when your tongue is tied
Nothing but the sound of crickets til we break the ice.
“How’s your mother, how’s your brother? Are they doin fine?”
All the talk is small talk when you’re fishing for a line.
Oh what a moon. Oh what a sky.
We ain’t got a shot in hell, but heaven knows I try.

Every move's an omen when you’re looking for a sign.
Stars’ll show up front and center if you want em to align.
“How’s the feeling that you’re feeling is it much like mine?”
Oh God I’d give somebody’s millions just to read your mind.
Oh what a moon. Oh what a sky.
We ain’t got a shot in hell, but heaven knows I try.

Something to shoot for. Everybody needs
Someone to move for when you’re fast asleep
Fat chance I’ll get ya. Slim as are my odds.
Still since I met ya, I been taking every shot.

Seconds feel like hours when you’re running out of time.
That must be a good bartender, cutting off my wine.
“How you doin? Are you human? Won’t you meet my eye?”
If memory serves me, I am sure we used to more fine.
Oh what girl. Oh what a guy.
We ain’t got a shot in hell but heaven knows we might.

Something to shoot for. Everybody needs
Someone to move for, wake you from your sleep.
Fat chance I’ll get ya. Slim as are the odds.
Still since I met ya, I been taking every shot.

Looking for ground in common, only find the sky.
Life’ll make for real good lovin when you share the ride
“So how bout sittin by this smitten lady for old times?”
“That’s my train. Looks like rain. Oughta say goodnight.”
Oh what world. Oh what a life.
We ain’t got a shot in hell, but heaven knows I try.