Song | Don't Look Down |
Artist | Barnaby Bright |
Album | Wake the Hero |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
We never knew the trouble down the road | |
We just hit the gas and kept on driving | |
The rain was falling fast | |
The wipers beat lopsided rhythms in the darkness | |
Headlights from the head on cars threw light | |
against the glass, exploding diamonds | |
And we were driving way too fast | |
Running from the past we left behind us | |
We didn’t wanna know | |
Didn’t wannna see the ground | |
Like walking a tight rope | |
Just keep moving don’t look down | |
We pulled into a truck stop | |
Somewhere just outside of Needles California | |
You asked me for ten bucks and I said | |
“What about the last ten bucks I loaned you?” | |
We stumbled through the aisles trading secret smiles | |
And laughing at the owners | |
The newspapers read ‘Garcia Dead!’ | |
You cried and I tried to console you | |
We didn’t wanna know | |
Didn’t wannna see the ground | |
Like walking a tight rope | |
Just keep moving don’t look down |
We never knew the trouble down the road | |
We just hit the gas and kept on driving | |
The rain was falling fast | |
The wipers beat lopsided rhythms in the darkness | |
Headlights from the head on cars threw light | |
against the glass, exploding diamonds | |
And we were driving way too fast | |
Running from the past we left behind us | |
We didn' t wanna know | |
Didn' t wannna see the ground | |
Like walking a tight rope | |
Just keep moving don' t look down | |
We pulled into a truck stop | |
Somewhere just outside of Needles California | |
You asked me for ten bucks and I said | |
" What about the last ten bucks I loaned you?" | |
We stumbled through the aisles trading secret smiles | |
And laughing at the owners | |
The newspapers read ' Garcia Dead!' | |
You cried and I tried to console you | |
We didn' t wanna know | |
Didn' t wannna see the ground | |
Like walking a tight rope | |
Just keep moving don' t look down |
We never knew the trouble down the road | |
We just hit the gas and kept on driving | |
The rain was falling fast | |
The wipers beat lopsided rhythms in the darkness | |
Headlights from the head on cars threw light | |
against the glass, exploding diamonds | |
And we were driving way too fast | |
Running from the past we left behind us | |
We didn' t wanna know | |
Didn' t wannna see the ground | |
Like walking a tight rope | |
Just keep moving don' t look down | |
We pulled into a truck stop | |
Somewhere just outside of Needles California | |
You asked me for ten bucks and I said | |
" What about the last ten bucks I loaned you?" | |
We stumbled through the aisles trading secret smiles | |
And laughing at the owners | |
The newspapers read ' Garcia Dead!' | |
You cried and I tried to console you | |
We didn' t wanna know | |
Didn' t wannna see the ground | |
Like walking a tight rope | |
Just keep moving don' t look down |