Play Along

Growing old
People seem to gravitate to
Painting trees and lakes
You made a masterpiece in your sleep
We hope that's where you'll die
Married young to the love of your life
Not long he left for the other side
You raised a child with a big heart
Who knows a great loss

And you play along
Every song is an epiphany
Follow the notes
Go where they want you to go

And you play along
Every song is an epiphany
Follow the notes
Go where they want you to go

And now he picks you up
Every Sunday for a walk in the park
And on your birthday he surprises you
Willie Nelson's in town
Every afternoon it comes more easily
Nothing at stake
You make the masterpiece in your sleep
Someday that's where you'll die

And you play along
Every song is an epiphany
Follow the notes
Go where they want you to go

And you play along
Every song is an epiphany
Follow the notes
Go where they want you to go
Go where they want you to go
Go where they want you to go
Go where they want you to go



Credits
Writer(s): Nat Tate
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