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Terry Okey
Terry Okey

Lyrics

The world's not the same, from a dark, dark place,

there's too much pain, that shades his face,

life turns to ash, when the world moves too fast,

no hurting at last, he was just too young to pass,

 

Beautiful boy, pride and joy, beautiful boy,

 

In his younger days, turned park green from grey,

we seemed to outweigh, what led his mind astray,

year after year, through the hopes and the tears,

just keepmy mind clear, and pray he is near,

 

Beautiful boy, pride and joy, beautiful boy,

 

Beyond the piles of debt, life always seems such a mess,

but when he left, I realized I was so blessed, with

 

Beautiful boy, pride and joy, beautiful boy,

Terry Okey
Terry Okey

Lyrics

I, don't want to be in love with you, my faded blues,

I, don't want to think it's true, my faded blues,

and I, I can't choose, I just want to fall, into your groove, my faded blues,

 

 

I, waited home tonight for you, my faded blues,

I, crossed your number in the lines it won't go through, my faded blues,

and I, I can't choose, I just want to fall, into your groove, my faded blues,

 

 

I know, I know it's not a lie, you're easily bruised, my faded blues,

I see, all along your highway, the strong are strewn, my faded blues,

and I, I can't choose, I just want to fall, into your groove, my faded blues,

Terry Okey
Terry Okey

Lyrics

I spent years workin' tryin' to survive,

never gettin' what I wanted from life,

regrets just take up too much time,

so I'll find a new way to survive,

 

I don't know, where life's goin', I only know, don't want to be where I've been,

so I'll sit, and watch the river, it always knows right where to bend,

I'll make my way, in the end,

 

My hazy future, is too big to ignore,

with years gone, I should have faced it long ago,

I'll breathe and feel those trees by the shore,

and roll on, just going with the flow,

 

Sometimes things get harder than I figured,

I start thinkin' that it's us against them,

in a world full of faster and bigger, I remember  I'm okay where I am,

and I'll make my way, in the end

 

Terry Okey
Written by Terry Okey

Lyrics

The wind is beatin' on this old car, I got a date in a Texas bar

crossed the state line, Southbound 35, if the sky holds out I'll make it alive,

 

Time is a costing, tragedy is near

to beat this storm to Austin, I'll burn up my gears,

 

They won't wait, they want it now,

they've spent their whole damn day pushin' them plows,

It's getting darker, the thunders loud,

the road's unforgiving, under ill black clouds

 

As it gets colder, the wind calls my name,

it seems to say, sorry you came,

I drink my whiskey, I'll drink some wine,

I'll drink some bourbon, that suits me fine,

Terry Okey with Lynsey Dolan
Written and performed by Terry Okey

Lyrics

I go walkin' inside my soul, when I'm all alone,

I find myself, walkin' so low, such a heavy load,

moving forward i'm petrified, can no longer deny,

if I delay or pacify, time will pass me by,

 

To apprise my mind is such a fight,

and I yearn to lift my sights,

when thoughts unite,

 

 

I switch back along the ledge, it's the view of neglect,

looking over the path I've led, and it crumbles in dread,

 

 

So I walk to calm my life, if I'm pre-occupied,

clear mental kindling and thoughts ignite and my ashes arise

Terry Okey
Written by Terry Okey

Lyrics

I counted the box cars, and then all the freight,

and now I just sit here and wait,

I can't leave the station, thought the platform is black

so i'll just sit here and watch the track

 

You said you were travellin', and we could make amends,

you said you thought this time we could be more than friends,

but I can't seem to find nothing, as the engine doubles back,

and so I'll just sit here, and watch the tracks,

 

So many miles, we could never go back,

and so I'll just sit here, and watch the tracks,