Closer To The Truth And Farther From The Sky Lyrics - Sycamore Meadows - Butch Walker

Ribbons went flying out the window 

As we drove down the interstate 

Sex was something so brand new 

It was hard as hell to wait 

She made faces at the goddamn rednecks 

And said, "Look at you boy, you must worship Satan" 

Just because I had the same long hair 

As the Jesus in all their paintings 

Every church just made me scared 

Of words like servant and faith and congregation 

In a world with so many answers left 

Why do I need so many explanations 

To get closer to the truth and further from the sky? 

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Check, check 

And the static singes the speakers 

Like a thousand hymns of inspiration 

The road just winds through the canyon 

Like a big black snake headed for salvation 

And I'm getting closer to the truth and further from the sky 

A roadside venue wall-papered and menus 

In a town that forgot its own name 

We were hungry for anything that had a pulse 

As we freed ourselves from the rain 

There's a disgruntled metal head playing guitar 

For a pop singer up on the screen 

With his guitar held high and his head held low 

He just wants a chance to be seen 

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And the static singes the speakers 

Like a thousand hymns of inspiration 

The road just winds through the canyon 

Like a big black snake headed for salvation 

And I'm getting closer to the truth and further from the sky 

Well, he tells me at the bar that he's on his last leg 

That he used to have it all in his hands 

That the girls don't think much of him these days 

It's just hard for him to understand 

'Cause he's a little bit older and a little bit thin 

But he's still got his heart in a sling 

And we paid for the drinks and the bartender drinks 

And it couldn't be more late, yeah we're all so late 

'Cause the static singes the speakers 

Like a thousand hymns of inspiration 

The road just winds through the canyon 

Like a big black snake headed for salvation 

And I'm getting closer to the truth and further from the sky