15 Minutes b​/​w Terror of Wide Open Spaces

by Momcat

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Recorded in Atlanta at The Cottage. Mastered and Magicked by Luciano Giarrano.

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released 21 October 2014

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Track Name: 15 Minutes
Street lights swaying oh the storm's a-coming
Trouble in your knees and lightning on your heels
Don’t look back, she must something special
All of your people turning to salt
She's broke free, you all get your 15
“Here’s my feelings and everyone should care”
Paint it all red and nail it to a tree, boy
No one has to see you and no one has to know

A couple steps away, From driving me insane

Night has come the flag is torn asunder
Stars and stripes are flapping in the road
Fantasy is all but taking over
Sequin dresses, everything is gold
(Not everything is gold)
Duck into a fire-breathing tavern
Put on a song with passion and a beat
We're all trying to find a better weapon
To beat down fear and its great reach

Couple steps away, From driving me insane

Jukebox on and everyone can see her
Glide across the floor in her big parade
We're about to see the fire burning
Drawing you in with your eyes astray
Calling you close, all eyes are on you
Lips so red they're taking our breath
Whiskey in her left, a mirror in her right
Don’t you wanna know what you could become?

Couple steps away, From driving me insane
Track Name: Terror of Wide Open Spaces
Love and time and thunder
Threaten the canyon deep
Where as a naked traveler
I tried to find some sleep

Shadows crest the mesa
Under clouds of rain
And the flood will cut this canyon
And catch me in this cave

I feel the terror of wide open spaces
And all of the walls of these wild places
I can't climb and I can't divide
The danger and love of your good graces

Across the prairie, over the fields
Through ridges cut from stone
The river rumbles and the river steals
A landscape I once called home

I prayed to a god of wonder
I prayed to a god of grace
I heard the crack of thunder
And he laid my skin to waste

I feel a terror of wide open spaces
And all of the walls of these wild places
I can't climb and I can't divide
The danger and love of your good graces

Lightning strikes the flatlands
A tornado's on the plain
The math that shapes this chaos
Is tangled up with pain

And if the river passes
And if I'm left here alive
Then the hand that shapes the canyons
It wants me to survive

I feel a terror of wide open spaces
And all of the walls of these wild places
I can't climb and I can't divide
The danger and love of your good graces