Текст песни Andersonville - Mike Stocksdale
I
am
riding
on
the
redline
moving
backward
in
slow
motion
While
the
Vietnam
cafes
on
argyle
drift
beyond
my
reach
I
am
lost
and
I
am
lonely
still
a
fool
but
not
the
only
one
Who's
searching
for
September
in
the
February
cold
If
anybody
really
sees
me
they
don't
tell
me
they
just
go
Through
all
the
Mundane
Monday
morning
motions
everybody
knows
Who
can
tell
between
a
place
And
where
it
lives
in
time
and
space?
Andersonville
My
heart
still
beats
in
Andersonville
Man
it's
colder
in
Chicago
than
I
ever
thought
i
could
be
Who
knew
winter
was
a
season
that
would
freeze
your
heart
and
soul
No
one
knows
it
but
I'm
waiting
more
like
hopeful
hibernating
Wanting
more
but
knowing
better
than
to
tell
someone
your
dreams
So
I
am
riding
on
the
redline
through
a
sea
of
Sunday
mornings
Longing
for
the
shore
of
michigan
to
thaw
and
flow
again
I
am
summer
spring
and
fall
But
I
am
winter
through
it
all
in
Andersonville
My
heart
still
beats
in
Andersonville
All
those
years
went
by
full
throttle
tried
to
catch
them
in
a
bottle
With
every
Song
I
wrote
about
you
now
you're
trapped
inside
the
pages
of
my
Composition
book
you
know
the
black
one
that
I
took
to
every
Dive
bar
and
cafe
on
clark
it's
filled
with
all
these
words
And
they
paint
pictures
they
make
movies
in
my
mind
and
they
shake
Groupies
to
the
Bone
but
truth
is
I'm
unknown
to
everyone
but
you
So
I
ride
on
and
on
and
on
Because
I've
never
really
gone
from
Andersonville
My
heart
still
beats
in
Andersonville

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