The Cracks

Don t stop singing its a beautiful sound

I ll get the drinks in before we hit the ground

I don t know who ll speak first

And it doesn t matter tonight

Lets be best strangers

They closed the bar an hour ago

The last train whistles down the track

But I see something growing

Up from the cracks


I ll show you my heart if you ll show me yours

Are we wild and unique or just par for the course

What ve we got to loose anyway?

From one drunk to another

I think what I m trying to say is

Some mirrors have been broken

And some things will pull you back

But I see something growing

Up from the cracks


We ve all seen the thunder that s coming in low

And each day tries to run you right off the road

But If you listen hard for the sound

We ll get a thousand hooves drumming

In this one horse town

The lights are out on the west-side

And they ll paint the shadows black

But I swear I see something shining

Up from the cracks

They closed this bar an hour ago
The last train whistles down the track
But I see something growing
Up from the cracks.