MUSIC FOR SALE

(Verse 1)
My nights get long when the day slows down,
Dark memories start risin’,
tryin’ to put me in the ground.
I feel the weight of everything I’ve seen,
But a worn-out six-string’s therapy to me.

(Pre-Chorus)
’Cause in the silence, I feel a raging storm,
But I find my peace in music,
Comfort in lyrics keep me woobie warm.

(Chorus)
When it’s quiet,
It’s time to call a friend.
When it’s quiet,
It’s time to call the band.
When it’s quiet,
I embrace my Fender axe,
Feels better up on stage
where I smile and relax.
Each note I play
A much needed joy.
The audience can't see
the wars behind my eyes,
But in my music, I'm alive.
When it’s quiet,
And I’m staring down the man.
When it’s quiet,
it’s time to call the band.

(Verse 2)
There’s a rhythm to life I’ve been learnin’ slow,
With each note I play, I let my old past go.
The scars I carry, they’ll never fade away,
But every chord a contract to another day.

(Pre-Chorus)
Oh yeah the crowd may
not know what’s hidin’ in my heart,
But playin’ country music lets me heal
and medal’d me a fresh start.

Chorus)
When it’s quiet,
It’s time to call a friend.
When it’s quiet,
It’s time to call the band.
When it’s quiet,
I embrace my Fender axe,
Feels better up on stage
where I smile and relax.
Each note I play
A much needed joy.
The audience can't see
the wars behind my eyes,
But in my music, I'm alive.
When it’s quiet,
it’s time to call the band.

(Bridge)
The noise in my head fades with every song,
And I keep playin’, keep movin’ along.
The silence won’t beat me, I’ve found my way,
Through the strings, I’m findin’ peace every day.

(Outtro)
When it’s quiet,
It’s time to call a friend.
When it’s quiet,
It’s time to call the band.
When it’s quiet,
I embrace my Fender axe,
Feels better up on stage
where I smile and relax.
Each note I play
A much needed joy.
The audience can't see
the wars behind my eyes,
But in my music, I'm alive.
When it’s quiet,
I’m in Afghanistan
Yeah when it’s quiet
it’s time to call the band.
To clear a head
And mend a Purple Heart