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Joe Bonamassa

Curtain Call

 

Curtain Call

(album: Time Clocks - 2021)


Burnt skies
And the trees are dead and grey
After a map
Of a war we never made
My grandfather
A railroad man
Not afraid of right and wrong
Or how to take a stand

Into the fire
Against the wind
Up and down and back again
Under the bridge
Over the coals
This is the march of a broken soul
Step by step
One by one
You'll be counted on
Lights go up
So don't be late
For the curtain call
'Cause I've never been the type to seize the moment
It's not too late
While breaking down the old bricks in the wall

Dusty town
South of Mandalay
Where she still lives to this day
Tears are hot
And the trail's gone cold
Those demons follow me
Wherever I go

Into the fire
Against the wind
Up and down and back again
Under the bridge
Over the coals
This is the march of a broken soul
Step by step
One by one
You'll be counted on
Lights go up
So don't be late
For the curtain call
'Cause I've never been the type to seize the moment
It's not too late
While breaking down the old bricks in the wall

Burnt skies
And the trees are dead and grey
After a map
Of a war we never made
My grandfather
A railroad man
Not afraid of right and wrong
Or how to take a stand

Into the fire
Against the wind
Up and down and back again
Under the bridge
Over the coals
This is the march of a broken soul
Step by step
One by one
You'll be counted on
Lights go up
So don't be late
For the curtain call
'Cause I've never been the type to seize the moment
It's not too late
While breaking down the old bricks in the wall

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