Last Call in Nashville
Levi Stoker
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Last Call in Nashville - Levi Stoker
The neon is bleeding on a sour black fresh cut vein
And the tour is a desert in the mid-winter rain
I got a suitcase of songs that will never be heard
And a heart that's as heavy as a flightless bird
Broadway is humming with a plastic gold sound
While the real kind of magic is six feet underground
But the bomb and is sweeping up the glitter and the glam
Wiping all the dreamers and the losers past
Oh, it's the last call in Nashville
The lights are going dim
And the cup of salvation is filled to the brim
With the whiskey and the wine and the ghosts of the past
Looking for a rhythm that was built to last
Yeah, the glitter is fading and the truth is cold
In a town that's trading all its silver for gold
I see the young kids coming with the guitars in their hands
Ready to be hollowed out by the corporate command
But I'll take my shadow and I'll take my pride
Heading for the hollow where the outlaws hide
The pedestal's crying for a world that's gone
I'll be halfway to Memphis by the break of the dawn
Oh, it's the last call in Nashville
The lights are going dim
And the cup of salvation is filled to the brim
With the whiskey and the wine and the ghosts of the past
Looking for a rhythm that was built to last
Yeah, the glitter is fading and the truth is cold
In a town that's trading all its silver for gold
You can't sell the spirit
And you can't buy the soul
I'm the only thing left
That you can't control
Last call in Nashville
The lights are fading
The spirit's waning