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Used to get together on Friday nights
Just a little after nine
You knew I knew that you knew your shit
And you used to listen to mine
We had the compass and the direction was certain
But you ain’t gonna get there if the car it ain’t workin’

Searchin’ everywhere
Couldn’t find you
I was searchin’ for you
You were searchin’ for
New levels of the truth
Just tryin’ to fight your blues

On the back of the last rinse cycle
You were tryin’ to hang on
You nearly blew up the house with me in it
You knew I could never stay on
What do you get when all your references are dead
You get around it by numbing all our heads

Searchin’ everywhere
Couldn’t find you
I was searchin’ for you
You were searchin’ for
New levels of the truth
Just tryin’ to fight your blues

Written by Rob Bennett © 2004 Burning Canoe Music/SOCAN/ASCAP

Rob Bennett: Vocal and guitar
Tom Gillon: Guitar and vocal
Jeff Monette: Bass
Kevin Smith: Drums
Dave Draves: Piano
Maureen Hogan: Vocal

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