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Press on Till Judgment Day [pop]
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- americana
- male vocalist
- country rock
- backing vocals
- fiddle
About
Pop version
Lyrics
Verse 1
It's always been my hope that everyone could see
These things
A real new feeling, not to steal your flame
But to be warm in your light.
Just another turn or bump in the road.
Just wanting to go home.
Rest my brain and cleanse my soul.
Bright lights blind my eyes.
Oil on the windshield.
Rain pouring from the black sky.
Pounding the ground.
On this tin roof,
A thunderous sound.
Verse 2
I try to get there because
I still know I can't go.
Maybe if I keep writing
White lines on white paper
Say nothing at all.
CHORUS
Candles burning at both ends.
Candles in an electric age.
Savages in tuxedos
Fill the dancing hall.
We fill the caves to be alone
With cell phones in our hands.
Waiting for a call
To tell us what to do
So we can do it all alone.
BRIDGE
Can't we just be safe.
We are forever more.
Blood mixed in a secret place.
There go the sounds again.
Will we make it to the cave?
Gather close.
Wait until the night.
We'll not wake the giants.
We will protect each other
In day and the night.
Verse 3
Deep in the wishing well,
The waters cool and pure.
Out here in wasteland,
We have to drink from
Puddles filled with manure.
There's just you and me.
No map to guide us.
No one has ever returned.
No signal or light to guide
The way.
OUTRO
Just press on
Till Judgment Day.
Just press on
Till Judgment Day.
No map.
No signal.
No light to guide the way.
Just press on
Till Judgment Day.
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