Drivin' the windin' roads of Tennessee,
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I saw an anchor on a mountain, a thousand miles from any sea.
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Well, you can't be too careful,
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You never know what you might need.
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You know, Noah went from fool to celebrity.
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CHORUS:
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I'm getting further from the things I thought I knew,
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But I'm closer to the truth.
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There's a distance to be crossed,
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And it's the space between me and you.
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There's a silver mist curtain this mornin' in the pines,
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And this highway's like a river runnin' through this life of mine.
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Oh, I'm getting tired, but I can't sleep;
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Too many miles in front of me,
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You're the only place I really want to be.
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REPEAT CHORUS
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REPEAT CHORUS
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Closer To The Truth
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| Brian Burns |
