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  • Dallas
      Dallas by Michael Shynes

      Dallas

      Song by Michael Shynes

      Both Sides
      Album
      Both Sides

      Mood

      Sad
      Love
      Dramatic
      Serious
      Peaceful
      Hopeful

      Instrument

      Vocal
      Acoustic Guitar

      Video Theme

      Lifestyle
      Fashion
      Road Trip
      Slow Motion
      Time-Lapse
      Travel
      Nature
      Drone Shots
      Urban
      Landscape
      Medical

      Genre

      Folk
      Acoustic
      Singer-Songwriter
      Pop

      BPM

      76
      I called you from a payphone out of Dallas
      You told me my opinions were invalid
      Saying I was too far from home to have a say
      You ask me what it is that I am seeking
      I told you if I knew that I would seek it
      It's easier to find what you want when you know what you don't

      And I've seen this town before
      It comes up promising like the sunlight
      Before it closes all it’s doors

      Tell me all the finer points I'm missing
      Explain to me the nuance of your industry
      But afterwards, I'll still be inside my own head
      Your words are only useful on the upswing
      In a downward spiral, they are overwhelming
      A dead letter and a sideways rush of blood

      Been counting all the money in my pockets
      I'm old enough to know what not a lot is
      Sleeping on the couches of friends who are already married

      And I've heard this song before
      The man who gives his life to something
      That doesn't exist anymore

      Tell me all the finer points I'm missing
      Explain to me the nuance of your industry
      But afterwards, I'll still be inside my own head
      Your words are only useful on the upswing
      In a downward spiral, they are overwhelming
      A dead letter and a sideways rush of blood

      And the clock goes
      Round and round
      The years are adding up and then they're counting down
      In my head
      As if I were better off instead

      I called you from a payphone out of Dallas
      You told me my opinions were invalid
      Saying I was too young, I was too far away to have a say