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I think about that day I left him at a Greyhound station
West of Santa Fé, we were seventeen
but he was sweet and it was true, still I did what I had to do
'Cuz I just knew
Summer Sunday nights we'd sink into our seats
Right as they dimmed out all the lights
The Technicolor world made out of music and machine
It called me to be on that screen
And live inside each scene
Without a nickel to my name
Hopped a bus, here I came
Could be brave or just insane
We'll have to see
'Cuz maybe in that sleepy town
He'll sit one day, the lights are down
He'll see my face and think of how he used to know me
Climb these hills I'm reaching for the heights
And chasing all the lights that shine
And when they let you down (it's another day of sun)
You'll get up off the ground (it's another day of sun)
As morning rolls around and it's another day of sun
(verse 2)
I hear 'em ev'ry day, the rhythms in the canyons that'll never fade away
The ballads in the barrooms left by those who came before
They say "you gotta want it more"
So I bang on ev'ry door
And even when the answer's "no"
Or when my money's running low
The dusty mic and neon glow
Are all I need
And someday as I sing my song
A small-town kid'll come along
That'll be the thing to push him on and go go
Climb these hills I'm reaching for the heights
And chasing all the lights that shine
And when they let you down (it's another day of sun)
You'll get up off the ground (it's another day of sun)
As morning rolls around and it's another day of sun
And when they let you down
The morning rolls around