RocknRolla from Naked Souls by John Radcliff

Thought about a weekend I thought maybe it couldn't work out. Couldn't be the best thing when the best thing didn't work out. Set my sights up but I barely even got off the ground. I tripped on my own two feet and never stopped laying around.

So every other weekend gets thrown in the lost and found. A disembodied spirit that someone left laying around. I wish that I may that I might but I'm wishing for me not for anyone else. I don't want a two way street I'm just looking for a way to get out.

So I turned away
I threw everything left in the fire
First rainy day
Sold my soul like a real rocknroller

First I did a two step then a three step right out of town. Tore off all the mirrors killed the urge to turn back around. Kept my head up but I never took my eyes off the ground. And I don't want to say I'm changed I don't even want to make a sound.

So I turned away
I threw everything left in the fire
First rainy day
Sold my soul like a real rocknroller

I found it on a Tuesday and by Wednesday I was alive. Spelling out forgiveness on a napkin picked up on the drive. I lift the phone up but I couldn't even make a sound. And how am I supposed to say these words When I'm standing on shaky ground?

So I turned away
I threw everything left in the fire
First rainy day
Sold my soul like a real rocknroller

• Alt-Country
• John Radcliff
• Joseph Hale
• Naked Souls
• Pop
• Rock
• Rock & Roll
• pop
• pop rock
• pop rock indie
• Parkersburg