Somewhere Between Nicaragua & New York

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Lyrics

• Gotta Get Outta This Town

  © 2000 Scott Troyer

  Gotta get outta this town and get away from here.
  Gotta get outta this town and all its tired people.
  And no, it won’t be easy to leave the land I love,
  But I gotta get outta this town and make it on my own.

  Gotta get outta this town and search for something more.
  Gotta get outta this town and head for distant shores.
  And no, it won’t be easy to leave the ones I love,
  But I gotta get outta this town and make the world my own.

  Gotta get outta this town and find a better way.
  Gotta get outta this town and hear what other people say.
  Oh, can’t you see me losing it just a little more each day,
  Oh, I gotta get outta this town and find myself a name.

• Sick Of All These Lies

  © 2001 Scott Troyer

  Sometimes don’t you wonder how we can give ourselves away
  without a thought to all the consequences of the lives we live today?
  And have you ever thought of this in the middle of the day,
  when all the evils of the morning practices haven’t gone away?

  So you’re living in this ancient world of prophecy.
  And don’t you think you’re so important that you don’t have to listen to me.

  But I can’t blame you.
  I wouldn’t either.
  I’m sick of all these lies.
  How do we get ourselves back to normal?
  And where did all these blue skies go today?

• A Tragic Story

  © 2006 Scott Troyer

  Old faces, restless broken souls
  All these old faces and young ones without homes

  Though the waters rise and our spirits fall,
  the Lord our God, he is watching over it all
  and he’s watching us now.

  We say,
  “Oh, what a tragic story!
  But only they can be blamed.
  But oh, what a different song we should have sang
  when the floodwaters came.”

  Don’t wait to give them higher ground.
  No, don’t you wait to feed their hungry mouths.

  Though the waters rise and our spirits fall
  the Lord our God, he is watching over it all
  and he’s watching us now.

  We say,
  “Oh, what a tragic story!
  But here’s what we would have done.
  But oh, what a different song we will sing
  when the floodwaters come.”

  Rescue the tired, the sick and depressed.
  Give them, give them your very best.

  Though the waters rise and our spirits fall
  the Lord our God, he is watching over it all
  Though the waters rise and our spirits fail
  the Lord our God, he is with us all the while
  and he shall prevail.

• Wish I Woulda Learned To Fly

  © 2000 Scott Troyer

  Commandeer cars and trucks that everybody thought they’d drive away.
  Keep ‘em at the house - at the party’s where they got to stay.
  Watch ‘em through the window as they walk away in anger.
  Saved ‘em from their death but they never saw the danger.
  Ain’t it how it always goes? It always seems to go that way.

  Even now I’ve lost some how.
  What do I gotta say?

  Standin’ on the window ledge waitin’ for the firemen to come.
  Hopin’ and a prayin’ that they get here ‘fore the fire is done.
  Never thought I’d have to choose how I was gonna die.
  Now I’m standin’ here facin’ flames or the falling sky.
  I don’t think I’m ready. No, this can’t be my time.

  It’s a long way down to the ground.
  Wish I woulda learned to fly.

• If Ever In Doubt

  © 2003 Scott Troyer

  If ever in doubt, if ever in pain,
  if ever in love you lose your way,

  I’ll be your Northern Star
  and your constellation that guides you home.

  If ever at night or during the day
  you feel your heart giving way.

  I’ll be your Northern Star
  and your constellation that guides you home.

  So, don’t fear the night.
  Just look to the skies,
  find the brightest stars
  and think of my eyes
  watching you float on.

  If ever it seems like I’m not around
  just wait ’til you’re alone and then and there I’m found.

  I’ll be your Northern Star
  and your constellation that guides you home.

  So, don’t fear the night.
  Just look to the skies,
  find the brightest stars
  
  and think of my eyes
  watching you float on.