All Out War

Written by: Josh Gray

Recorded to 2" Tape at The Bomb Shelter in Nashville, TN

Recorded and Produced by: Drew Carroll

Additional Production and Mixing: Andrija Tokic

Mastered by: John Baldwin

I can feel the heat on this Texas street
Burnin’ holes in the soles of my shoes
Surrounded by men in darkened dens
Communin’ with bottles of booze

There’s a picture of you at twenty-two
In the breast pocket of my coat
I turn it over when I’m not sober
And shed tears to the words you wrote

I said open your eyes
Raise your fists
Show me that we’re worth
More than this
I know it ain’t easy
But it’s worth fightin’ for
Love ain’t a battle
It’s an All-Out War

This old guitar carries the scars
Of a thousand bar room nights
My fingers they trace the lines on her face
As she sings ‘neath the fluorescent lights

I cradle each word like a newborn bird
Fallen from the nest
I was too blind to see you had to be free
Or else be laid to rest

I said open your eyes
Raise your fists
Show me that we’re worth
More than this
I know it ain’t easy
But it’s worth fightin’ for
Love ain’t a battle
It’s an All-Out War

Been chasin’ my breath since the day you left
Twelve long years ago
It’s the snap of the bone as the blade finds it’s home
Where love once flourished and flowed

I’ve know the sacrifice of a reclusive vice
Though many an angel has tried
If you asked me today I’d just have to say
I guess that I’m doin’ alright

I said open your eyes
Raise your fists
Show me that we’re worth
More than this
I know it ain’t easy
But it’s worth fightin’ for
Love ain’t a battle
It’s an All-Out War