Lyrics Circa '46 - The Rocket Summer

Circa '46

I started moving so I can sleep at night
I figure exhaustion will shut my eyes
And I’m as country as a guitar slide but I can’t ride, no not tonight
No my head’s preoccupied with counting sheep jumping over my peace of mind
Life will write the words, but you choose your own melody
Yes, life has given me hurt, but I choose my own melody
And sometimes it’s that sad, sad song I’m singing all my day long
I’m just trying, trying to find the right notes
There must be a fire in me because I can see my breath
Feel like a Miles Davis style solo circa '46
Still I write down the sacred things you show to me because my mind forgets
what my heart once did see…
Life will write the words, but you choose your own melody
Yes, life has given me hurt, but I choose my own melody
And sometimes it’s that sad, sad song I’m singing all my day long
I’m just trying, trying to find the right notes
You can build a bridge in a song but you’ll burn down the ones in your life
Life will write the words, but you choose your own melody
Yes, life has given me hurt, but I choose my own melody
And sometimes it’s that sad, sad song I’m singing all my day long
I’m just trying, trying to find the right notes
A misty eyed stranger said the songs words inspire
If they really knew would it break their hearts…
That there’s dirt that my soul keeps, if there’s any good in me it comes from
the grace of my father