Jeff Lang - Everything Is Still lyrics

You've been feeling like an axle On a car that you don't trust You no longer want the journey But you tell yourself you must You plug it in to find the reason you do it for 'Till the strings start scraping Sounds are shaping Sending out their chill Until the air is shaking And the movement's making Lines blur at their will Everything is still Fredericksburg's not too far away Heading down I-95 Yeah, but Sundays got you crawling Slow enough to check your pulse Time zones stop the phone calls You know (too well) how that feels Waitress with 'too much' eye makeup Brings you your eight-buck meal You could almost bet The air's so wet you'd swear It oughta spill Flies buzz 'round the streetlights You've got nothing but time to k** Everything is still