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• Artiste: Max McNown
• Titre: Hindsight & Photographs
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West Linn in the rear view Everything I own in the back of that hatchback Subaru How Dad's guitar found its way in when I Couldn't strum a chord, hadn't lived a lick Didn't have two lines to say, I don't know I've heard it called "providence" The hand of God inside the glove of circumstance How I got from a hometown to here Singing songs on the edge of this stage I used to be wiser, yeah, I was on fire Would have died on the hill that it's all in my hands But the older I get, the less that I know All I know is I don't understand In hindsight and photographs, right where I am I find God wherever I can It ain't always teardrops in a church pew Sometimes it's white-knuckle fists, screaming at the sky in my bedroom The face of a mountain that I'm dead-set on climbing A one-way to freedom you take when you find it I used to be wiser, yeah, I was on fire Would have died on the hill that it's all in my hands And the older I get, the less that I know But there's some things that I understand In hindsight and photographs, right where I am I find God wherever I can I used to be wiser, yeah, I was on fire Would have died on the hill that it's all in my hands And the older I get, the less that I know But there's one thing I might understand In hindsight and photographs, breakups and breaking down Sunsets and sunrises, her eyes so golden brown Grandpa's old sermons in living and learning In a cracked windshield, blacktop, long nights with my band I find God wherever I am I find God wherever I am