Emily Hurd: SONGS

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Bags in tow under my eyes.
I saw the highest lows and the lowest highs.
I went past shallow hills and a valley deep, just to find you livin down the street.
Oh, the stopping lights and the docking yards.
Under the satellites and the dying stars.
I went over the fields and a rocky beach, just to find you livin down the street.

Now when I holler he comes runnin oh my baby keeps me comin. And he gives me what I don't know that I need.

You see everytime I would chase the wind I would only find your face again. So I'll lose my shoes and rest my tired feet. And I find that you been livin down the street.

Gravel voice and pavement roads.
I heard some empty noise from the noisy shows.
I followed love on hollow leads, just to find you livin down the street.
I took some bitter drinks from fruitless vines.
Oh, the jagged brinks and the stony climbs.
The beating drum had got me beat, and I found you livin down the street.


Now when I holler he comes runnin oh my baby keeps me comin. And he gives me what I don't know that I need.

You see everytime I would chase the wind I would only find your face again. So I'll lose my shoes and rest my tired feet. And I find that you been livin down the street.

Through alley ways and Raleigh haze, I was lookin 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.
I saw some golden bands and busted ties.
I took careless rides and breakneck speeds, just to find you livin down the street.
Faulty starts make happy endings. And hardened hearts take hearty mending.
So to the wind, I must concede.
I just found you livin down the street.

Now when I holler he comes runnin oh my baby keeps me comin. And he gives me what I don't know that I need.

You see everytime I would chase the wind I would only find your face again. So I'll lose my shoes and rest my tired feet. And I find that you been livin down the street.


Now when I holler he comes runnin oh my baby keeps me comin. And he gives me what I don't know that I need.

You see everytime I would chase the wind I would only find your face again. So I'll lose my shoes and rest my tired feet. And I find that you been livin down the street.