Nobody
ever had a dream round here,
but I don't really mind
that it's starting to get to me.
Nobody ever pulls the seams round here,
but I don't really mind
that it's starting to get to me.
I've got this energy beneath my feet
like something underground's
gonna come up and carry me
I've got this sentimental heart that beats,
but I don't really mind
that it's starting to get to me now
So why do you waste my time?
Is the answer to the ques
tion on your mind?
And I'm sick of
all my judges
They're so scared of what they'll find
But I know that I can make it
As long as somebody takes me home
Every now and then
Well, have you ever seen
the light?
Have you ever seen the lights?
I took a shuttle on a shockwave ride
Where people on the pen
pulled a trigger for Adelaide
I took a bullet and I looked inside it
Running through my veins,
an American masquerade
I still remember
Grandma Dixie's way
I'd never really known
anybody to die before
Red, white and blue upon a birthday cake
My brother,
he was born on the 4th of July
And that's all
So why do you waste my time?
Is the answer to the
question on your mind
And I'm sick of all my judges
They're so scared to let me shine
But I know that I can make it
As long as somebody takes
me home
Every now and then
Every now and then
You know I see Lon don,
I see Samstown
Holds my hand and
lets my hair down
Rolls that world right on
my shoulder
I see London, I see Sam's Town
You