1. |
Better Hurry Up
03:15
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You wanna go where the avalanche takes you
You wanna go where mistakes don’t shape you
Wanna go to a place that'll turn a blind eye to your past
You wanna go where the shores are glistening
You wanna go where every ear is listening
Wanna go to a place that'll take you just how you are
It seems out of reach but if you get to moving it ain’t far
And when you feel the walls closing in
You must be leaving, leaving, leaving
Know it’s just as much about the places you go
As it is about the ones you don’t
But the time is running out
So you better hurry up
Oh the time is running out
So you better hurry up
Oh the time is running out
So you better hurry up
You wanna go where the blacktop’s blazing
You wanna go with no hesitation
Wanna go where the broken crystals are spilled across the sky
Every night you see it but you never feel like you've seen it twice
And when you feel the walls closing in
You must be leaving, leaving, leaving
Know it’s just as much about the places you go
As it is about the ones you don’t
But the time is running out
So you better hurry up
Oh the time is running out
So you better hurry up
Oh the time is running out
So you better hurry up
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2. |
Call It A Day
02:57
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Well everybody’s watching
And they'll watch me as I fall
Everybody’s watching
And they’re watching me as I fall
Seems like they wouldn’t have time
To watch me at all
The bricks are piled high
They're weighing heavy on my chest
Yes yes
Well the bricks are piled high
They're weighing heavy on my chest
Sometimes it seems like
The world just wants to know what I have left
Call it a day, call it a day
Call it anything at all ‘til it feels ok
Unafraid, unashamed
Of the places that I've been
And the mess that I've made
Sometimes being brave means walking away
Call it a day
There’s a battle being fought
I hear the cries of the war
Oh oh
There’s a battle being fought
I hear the lonely cries of the war
When the last bell tolls
I’ll be remembered by what I was fighting for
Call it a day, call it a day
Call it anything at all ‘til it feels ok
Unafraid, unashamed
Of the places that I've been
And the mess that I've made
Sometimes being brave means walking away
Call it a day
Sometimes being brave means walking away
Call it a day
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3. |
Regular Riot
03:36
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Well I’m a thorn in your side
I won’t give you anywhere to hide
I’ll take a drop, make a wave
I’ll do anything to flood this place and
Just when I think I’ve turned a corner
I’m all lit up but out of order
My fuse is always getting shorter
and it’s on…
Well don’t get excited
I’m a regular riot
Long before the streets were quiet
You could hear the lions roar
Habit of havoc
I’m a wreck if I can’t have it
Can’t relate unless it’s tragic
I’m ok if I'm unsure
I’m a regular riot
I’m a regular riot
Well it’s a trip on a wire
Ain’t a day if it don’t backfire
Bullseye on the back
Of anyone who's standing in my path and
I’m showing up sooner than later
First to admit it’s second nature
Guess I’m getting used to danger
and it’s on…
Well don’t get excited
I’m a regular riot
Long before the streets were quiet
You could hear the lions roar
Habit of havoc
I’m a wreck if I can’t have it
Can’t relate unless it’s tragic
I’m ok if I'm unsure
I’m a regular riot
I’m a regular riot
Well don’t get excited
I’m a regular riot
Long before the streets were quiet
You could hear the lions roar
Habit of havoc
I’m a wreck if I can’t have it
Can’t relate unless it’s tragic
I’m ok if I'm unsure
I’m a regular riot
I’m a regular riot
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4. |
Dirty Curtain
03:50
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Behind the dirty curtain
All bets are off
The wolves are howlin’
And the sheep are lost
They blame the voiceless
When they're not to blame
Behind the dirty curtain
Ain’t nobody feelin’ no shame
Behind the dirty curtain
There is no joy
There are no dreams
In the heart of a boy
There’s only hate
That they buy and sell
Behind the dirty curtain
They shake the hands of hell
Well I’ll go and learn the language
One word at a time
Well I’ll go and fight forever
Just to be the light
Be the light
Be the light
Behind the dirty curtain
They are not sincere
They live to feed
And they feed off fear
Snakeskin boots
Crocodile tears
Behind the dirty curtain
They collect your wasted years
Behind the dirty curtain
There’s a cold cold wind
There's a beast
And it’s bathed in sin
There are no green hills
No deep blue sea
Behind the dirty curtain
They don’t know what freedom means
Well I’ll go and learn the language
One word at a time
Well I’ll go and fight forever
Just to be the light
Be the light
Be the light
Well I’ll go and learn the language
One word at a time
Well I’ll go and fight forever
Just to be the light
Be the light
Be the light
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5. |
Let's Get
02:59
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Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Let’s Get
Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Let’s Get
Was it cause I always spoke my mind
The moon that I had lasso’d left me blind
Some folks sweep their hope under the rug
This drive of mine has hooked me like a drug
Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Let's get
Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Let's get
Was it cause I always stood my ground
Chasing down an impossible sound
Was it cause the words were just too sincere
Or was it just somebody else’s year
Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Let’s get
Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Well let’s get
To the bottom of it
Let’s get
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6. |
Monte Carlo
03:57
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Some days are just a circus and the freaks are late for work
Some days aren’t even worth it and they only just exist to make you hurt
Some days
Some days are just a shadow of every day that’s come before
Some days take away everything and then they still want more
Some days
Well had I known
It’d get here
I would’ve hoped that it would seem sincere
Now I'm driving
Through the Smokey Mountains
In a Monte Carlo
Stop at a casino
Bet it all on black
Some days are just a steeplechase and the waving of a flag
You lose by a nose, sleep in your clothes ‘cause thats all that you have
Some days
Some days throw both the gloves off and go punching through the night
The crowd throws roses to the ring at the end of the fight
Some days
Well had I known
It’d get here
I would’ve hoped that it would seem sincere
Now I'm driving
Through the Smokey Mountains
In a Monte Carlo
Stop at a casino
Bet it all on black
Well had I known
It’d get here
I would’ve hoped that it would seem sincere
Now I'm driving
Through the Smokey Mountains
In a Monte Carlo
Stop at a casino
Bet it all on black
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7. |
Feelin' Free
02:58
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Another butterfly in a spider’s web
At nights I don’t sleep I just lay there in my bed
I count the sheep, try to outrun my thoughts
Try not to think about what everything costs
It was simple back then
Now its not
It was what you see is what you got
Always be the one with the grass stained knees
Wanderin’ through the woods and feelin’ free
Another time and another place
Virginia creeper creepin’ all over my face
Got the rust to prove it and I'm underdressed
Quiet all around except the middle of my chest
It was simple back then
Now its not
It was what you see is what you got
Always be the one with the heart on his sleeve
Wanderin’ through the woods and feelin’ free
It’s true I really ever only wanted to be
A slave to things that’ll set me free
An hourglass goin' in reverse
Every kind of magic without any kind of curse
It was simple back then
Now its not
It was what you see is what you got
Always be the one with the head full of dreams
Wanderin’ through the woods and feelin’ free
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8. |
Reach Down
03:02
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Creature of darkness
Even I can see
If one of us is held down
Neither one of us is free
I could just lay there
Not say a thing
It’s hard to keep quiet
When there’s somebody plucking your strings
Some are born with a silver spoon
Endless trail of sweet perfume
Truth is found in the ones who are bound
By anchors on their ankles down in desperate town
Reach down
Brother lift brother
Lift sister, too
Keep on lifting
’Til theres nothing else that you do
It's that struggle
That tug o war
It’s who we choose to be
When there’s nobody keeping the score
I’ve seen ‘em swinging from the chandeliers
Champagne corks in both their ears
Wall built high just to drown the sound
From the hopeless hearts down in desperate town
Reach down
Children were laughing
Every shade every shape
Soon they’ll be divided
By the ones that can’t handle their hate
Spend enough time below the water line
You keep on fighting and you float through the flood just fine
Never deal in absolutes
Every day a choice to choose
Who you’ll be when the deal goes down
And the stars come out over desperate town
Reach down
Reach down
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9. |
Front Porch
04:12
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Thunderstorms and lightning bugs
The backdrop of my youth
The tree I carved my name into
Has been cut down to it’s roots
Has been cut down to it’s roots
The smell of my grandfather’s truck
20 years of cigarettes
We might lose the ones we love but
Some things you don’t forget
Some things you don’t forget
And it feels just like no time has passed at all
And I know these roads with both eyes closed
And they're prettiest in the fall
Well I can see you on the front porch
Waiting, wondering
Glowing with anticipation
And it feels just like no time has passed at all
And I know these roads with both eyes closed
And they’re prettiest in the fall
The country station crackled low and
I learned just what words could do
I curse the day that I found out
That we’re all just passing through
That we’re all just passing through
I used to dream away the day but
Now I’m lost inside a maze
Where I measure time by lessons learned
Funerals and holidays
Funerals and holidays
And it feels just like no time has passed at all
And I know these roads with both eyes closed
And they're prettiest in the fall
Well I can see you on the front porch
waiting, wondering
glowing with anticipation
And it feels just like no time has passed at all
And I know these roads with both eyes closed
And they’re prettiest in the fall
And it feels just like no time has passed at all
And I know these roads with both eyes closed
And they’re prettiest in the fall
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10. |
Wait A Minute
02:45
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Wait a minute
Wait a minute
I can’t change them
Take their thoughts
Rearrange them
I was thinkin’
I was thinkin’
We could be so bold
Dream up a love for anyone in the cold
And I broke away the chains
I freed my mind like a runaway train
Wanted everyone I’d ever known
To feel the same thing
We all get there when we get there, don’t we
We get there when we get there
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
I can’t change them
Take their thoughts
Rearrange them
I was thinkin’
I was thinkin’
We could be so bold
Dream up a love for anyone in the cold
Oh and everyone’s the same
We all get soaked in the pouring rain
Since when did being different
Make you someone new to blame
We all get there when we get there, don’t we
We get there when we get there
And I broke away the chains
I freed my mind like a bird from a cage
Wanted everyone I’d ever known to feel the same thing
We all get there when we get there, don’t we
We get there when we get there
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
I was thinkin’
I was thinkin’
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
I was thinkin’
I was thinkin’
We get there when we get there
We get there when we get there
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11. |
Bigger Oceans
03:39
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Well you're pulling out all the stops
And you're never gonna call it quits
Just being born is a long shot
Don’t forget the reward is in the risk and it’s
A battle that you gotta pick
Well you were feeling pretty comfortable
Killing time on a dead end street
Everyday was like a criminal
Taking your youth like a midnight thief
Until you're run down and incomplete
Prisoner of time
A night in jail
Free your mind
Nightingale
Through the sky
Lover set sail
I don’t know how you do it
But somehow you keep on moving
And you’re on to
Bigger oceans I can tell
Well you never have to talk much
When you prove your point with your mouth shut
Times get hard times get rough
Guard your heart when the going gets tough
The light will blind you ’til your eyes adjust
Prisoner of time
A night in jail
Free your mind
Nightingale
Through the sky
Lover set sail
I don’t know how you do it
But somehow you keep on moving
And you’re on to
Bigger oceans I can tell
Prisoner of time
A night in jail
Free your mind
Nightingale
Through the sky
Lover set sail
I don’t know how you do it
But somehow you keep on moving
And you’re on to
Bigger oceans I can tell
Oh yeah you’re onto
Bigger oceans I can tell
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Caleb Caudle Nashville, Tennessee
Caudle's critically acclaimed catalog includes features on Rolling Stone’s “10 New Country Artists You Need To Know” and
“The 10 Best Country and Americana Songs To Hear Now” along with NPR’s “Songs We Love”. His songs have been featured on CMT’s Nashville and Netflix’s The Ranch. When Caleb isn’t touring the world, he resides in Nashville, TN.
"Do not miss him!" - Southern Living
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