Closer to the Flame

Turn it up, don't you know it's the quiet that grows us old
With enough summers gone oh it's easy not to
Lean it as it's fading out no more
Yeah I don't go Walking After Midnight
Never been out in the Alabama Rain
But I've blown out speakers here to Groveland
The reason's always the same

To be closer, closer to the flame
Where it's blue and they all know my name
Closer to the flame

I think I was 22 when I met you at that party at my old place
Young and dumb, still I got you to
Come stay with me for a few sweet days
We'd go out Walking After Midnight
Way Downtown we'd sling guitars in the rain
I stuck around I wanted something
Wanted to stay

Doors close and I feel something like safe
Light glows from below to show tranquility's cage
I'll stay leaning, stay leaning



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Writer(s): Joe Readel
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