Closer to the Truth and Further from the Sky Lyrics

Song	Closer to the Truth and Further from the Sky
Artist	Butch Walker
Album	Sycamore Meadows
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	Ribbons went flying out the window
	As we drove down the interstate
	Sex was something so brand new
	It was hard as hell to wait
	She made faces at the goddamn rednecks
	And said "Look at you boy, you must worship Satan"
	Just because I had the same long hair
	As the Jesus in all their paintings
	Every church just made me scared
	Of words like servant and faith and congregation
	In a world with so many answers left
	Why do I need so many explanations
	To get closer to the truth and further from the sky
	And the static singes the speakers
	Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
	The road just winds through the canyon
	Like a big black snake headed for salvation
	And I’m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky
	A roadside venue with paper menus
	In a town that forgot its own name
	We were hungry for anything that had a pulse
	As we freed ourselves from the rain
	There’s a disgruntled metalhead playing guitar
	For a pop singer up on the screen
	With his guitar held high and his head held low
	He just wants a chance to be seen
	And the static singes the speakers
	Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
	The road just winds through the canyon
	Like a big black snake headed for salvation
	And I’m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky
	Well he tells me at the bar
	That’s he on his last leg
	That he used to have it all in his hands
	That the girls don’t think much of him these days
	It’s just hard for him to understand
	Cause he’s a little bit older and a little bit thin
	But he’s still got his heart in a sling
	And we paid for the drinks and the bartender drinks
	And it couldn’t be more late, yeah we’re all so late
	And the static singes the speakers
	Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
	The road just winds through the canyon
	Like a big black snake headed for salvation
	And I’m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky

	Ribbons went flying out the window
	As we drove down the interstate
	Sex was something so brand new
	It was hard as hell to wait
	She made faces at the goddamn rednecks
	And said " Look at you boy, you must worship Satan"
	Just because I had the same long hair
	As the Jesus in all their paintings
	Every church just made me scared
	Of words like servant and faith and congregation
	In a world with so many answers left
	Why do I need so many explanations
	To get closer to the truth and further from the sky
	And the static singes the speakers
	Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
	The road just winds through the canyon
	Like a big black snake headed for salvation
	And I' m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky
	A roadside venue with paper menus
	In a town that forgot its own name
	We were hungry for anything that had a pulse
	As we freed ourselves from the rain
	There' s a disgruntled metalhead playing guitar
	For a pop singer up on the screen
	With his guitar held high and his head held low
	He just wants a chance to be seen
	And the static singes the speakers
	Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
	The road just winds through the canyon
	Like a big black snake headed for salvation
	And I' m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky
	Well he tells me at the bar
	That' s he on his last leg
	That he used to have it all in his hands
	That the girls don' t think much of him these days
	It' s just hard for him to understand
	Cause he' s a little bit older and a little bit thin
	But he' s still got his heart in a sling
	And we paid for the drinks and the bartender drinks
	And it couldn' t be more late, yeah we' re all so late
	And the static singes the speakers
	Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
	The road just winds through the canyon
	Like a big black snake headed for salvation
	And I' m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky

	Ribbons went flying out the window
	As we drove down the interstate
	Sex was something so brand new
	It was hard as hell to wait
	She made faces at the goddamn rednecks
	And said " Look at you boy, you must worship Satan"
	Just because I had the same long hair
	As the Jesus in all their paintings
	Every church just made me scared
	Of words like servant and faith and congregation
	In a world with so many answers left
	Why do I need so many explanations
	To get closer to the truth and further from the sky
	And the static singes the speakers
	Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
	The road just winds through the canyon
	Like a big black snake headed for salvation
	And I' m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky
	A roadside venue with paper menus
	In a town that forgot its own name
	We were hungry for anything that had a pulse
	As we freed ourselves from the rain
	There' s a disgruntled metalhead playing guitar
	For a pop singer up on the screen
	With his guitar held high and his head held low
	He just wants a chance to be seen
	And the static singes the speakers
	Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
	The road just winds through the canyon
	Like a big black snake headed for salvation
	And I' m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky
	Well he tells me at the bar
	That' s he on his last leg
	That he used to have it all in his hands
	That the girls don' t think much of him these days
	It' s just hard for him to understand
	Cause he' s a little bit older and a little bit thin
	But he' s still got his heart in a sling
	And we paid for the drinks and the bartender drinks
	And it couldn' t be more late, yeah we' re all so late
	And the static singes the speakers
	Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
	The road just winds through the canyon
	Like a big black snake headed for salvation
	And I' m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky

Closer to the Truth and Further from the Sky Lyrics

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