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• Artiste: Ben Rector
• Titre: Boxes
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One, two, three I found boxes of first CDs tryin' to get my office clean Took ten years of folks givin' them to me 'til I sat down And I saw hesitant poses and torn up jeans In cover photos friends took for free For the six minute songs, and all their life-long dreams the world turned down They're just dreamin' up some life out on the road, oh When all I dream about's the day that I'll be home I'd long forgotten how it feels to chase a dream Thank God for boxes of first CDs, yeah On through this Rolodex of railroad tracks and fresh-cut hair I see Joy who won some Grammys and is now a millionaire Looks different now than she does right there, but that's how it goes As for the rest, I bet they're teachers or pastors now Pictured in jackets girlfriends picked out All their hometowns turned these up, all the labels turned them down, and never wrote (whoa) They're just dreamin' up some life out on the road, oh When all I dream about's the day that I'll be home I guess I forgot the way it feels to chase a dream Thank God for boxes of first CDs, yeah A thrift store jacket and ten less pounds Lookin' like a fool in some big field with my bare feet on the ground Bad song titles and worse drum sounds, I didn't know That all my dreams had come true out here on the road I never dreamed that I could call this life my own Thought I'd forgotten how it feels to chase a dream But thank God for how it feels to chase a dream And thank God for boxes of first CDs, yeah