Chris Pureka

Maybe I won't give you a chance To untangle all your stories... I'll be as graceful as a bird now, Following the skyline... And I'll land resting on the first thing That doesn't bear your name... I already took all the pictures down. It's record high

It's about that time we start unwinding, any hope we wrapped around The distant light in the silent conversation that never blossomed into sound Cause we were hard weather, we were broken hearted, we were always forget-me-nots We were flash bulbs, we

Run if you want to* Yeah, run if you want to. Yeah, run if you want to, time is the anchor, change is the constant, love is the trigger. The cards have been dealt, the call from the belfry, The raking of leaves, it only reminds me I remember you aske

It was a saffron day on the avenue I took the evening train back to my dark room And the periwinkle sky was just the night in disguise Oh and everything eventually turns grey Well if you saw me now, I'd still talk at my shoes And if I saw you now, yo

I pushed it hard, That goddamn wrecking ball, And I waited for the weight to swing around but it never did. And the crows they fell Around my eyes and still No sign of that ball and chain. I pushed it hard, That goddamn wrecking ball. What kind of pe

Looking for some escape. But all the bold letters they just say the same thing: There's no way out of this- We never believed you. We never believed in you. Just look what you've done. And how, how could you go there, Wearing your white gloves? Can't

Wagon Wheel - Chris Pureka I was headed down south to the land of the pines Thumbin' my way into North Carolina Starin' up the road And pray to God I see headlights I made it down the coast in seventeen hours Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers A