First Free Mile

Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, 154 BPM heavy rock, double-kick drums, buzzsaw guitars, thick bass, bawling shouted chorus, loud, ‑indie, ‑soft, ‑gentle, ‑sleepy, ‑lullaby, ‑whisper, ‑industrial, ‑trap hi-hat rolls, ‑drill, ‑choir, ‑gang shouts, ‑crowd chants, ‑Soft Fire, ‑lo-fi, ‑brass, ‑ballad, ‑piano, ‑organ, ‑keyboards, ‑metal, ‑slide guitar, ‑808, ‑sub bass, ‑handclaps, ‑cowbell, ‑punk, ‑country, ‑twang, ‑opera, ‑gospel, ‑funk, ‑ska, ‑horror, ‑Halloween, ‑generic rap voice, ‑crooning, ‑crooner, ‑breathy, ‑high light vocal, ‑talk-sing, ‑hushed, ‑legato, ‑silky, ‑smooth, ‑half-spoken, ‑close-mic, ‑spoken, ‑spoken word, ‑mumble, ‑mumble rap, ‑whispered, ‑laid-back, ‑low-energy, ‑thin vocal, ‑auto-tune, ‑dubstep, ‑EDM drop, ‑R&B, ‑emo, ‑reggaeton, ‑strings, ‑warm mid-range male vocal, ‑female vocals, ‑generic pop vocal

[Intro: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, loud, buzzsaw guitars and double-kick drums]
Six in the morning
Gate's about to open

[Verse 1: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, loud]
Got a paper bag, a shirt that doesn't fit me anymore
Forty dollars and a bus pass and a number on the door
Twelve years of counting ceilings, twelve years of metal trays
Twelve years of yard at two o'clock and every day the same
Didn't tell nobody when, I didn't want a scene
Didn't want my mama crying like she did at twenty-three
Plan was walk the mile out to the station on my own
Plan was slip back in the world before anybody'd know

[Pre-Chorus: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, gate buzzer, bawling, guitars and drums at full speed]
Buzzer screams and the gate rolls back
Cold air hits me like a heart attack

[Chorus: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, belted, full band]
Sky looks wider from this side
Twelve years of gray and I'm still alive
Every step I take is mine
First free mile, first free mile

[Verse 2: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, harder]
Then I see somebody standing by the lamppost in the fog
Navy suit two sizes big and shoes shined like a mirror
Hands down in his pockets like a kid outside a store
Then he lifts his chin and every year gets clearer
Little Danny, he was nine the day they took me down the hall
Hiding underneath the courthouse bench and wouldn't come at all
Now he's twenty-one and taller than the fence I couldn't climb
In our daddy's Sunday suit with every crease pressed in a line

[Bridge: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, wild, double-kick drums racing]
Said I wanted the first thing that you saw
To be somebody dressed up just for you
Said I counted every day, Ray
I was counting too

[Verse 3: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, the whole band roaring]
We don't take the bus, we walk it, every foot of it, the mile
Him in Daddy's suit and me in a paper bag of style
Every bird is loud as thunder, every puddle's like a sea
Every stranger on the sidewalk looks like he's waving at me
Danny buys two coffees and we sit down on the curb
Twelve years of things to tell him and I can't find a word
So I laugh until I'm shaking and he grabs me by the arm
Sun comes over the gas station and it's ringing like a charm

[Outro: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, guitars ring out and fade]
First free mile
Walk it with me

[End]

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[Intro: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, loud, buzzsaw guitars and double-kick drums] Six in the morning Gate's about to open [Verse 1: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, loud] Got a paper bag, a shirt that doesn't fit me anymore Forty dollars and a bus pass and a number on the door Twelve years of counting ceilings, twelve years of metal trays Twelve years of yard at two o'clock and every day the same Didn't tell nobody when, I didn't want a scene Didn't want my mama crying like she did at twenty-three Plan was walk the mile out to the station on my own Plan was slip back in the world before anybody'd know [Pre-Chorus: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, gate buzzer, bawling, guitars and drums at full speed] Buzzer screams and the gate rolls back Cold air hits me like a heart attack [Chorus: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, belted, full band] Sky looks wider from this side Twelve years of gray and I'm still alive Every step I take is mine First free mile, first free mile [Verse 2: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, harder] Then I see somebody standing by the lamppost in the fog Navy suit two sizes big and shoes shined like a mirror Hands down in his pockets like a kid outside a store Then he lifts his chin and every year gets clearer Little Danny, he was nine the day they took me down the hall Hiding underneath the courthouse bench and wouldn't come at all Now he's twenty-one and taller than the fence I couldn't climb In our daddy's Sunday suit with every crease pressed in a line [Chorus: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, belted, full band] Sky looks wider from this side Twelve years of gray and I'm still alive Every step I take is mine First free mile, first free mile [Bridge: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, wild, double-kick drums racing] Said I wanted the first thing that you saw To be somebody dressed up just for you Said I counted every day, Ray I was counting too [Verse 3: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, the whole band roaring] We don't take the bus, we walk it, every foot of it, the mile Him in Daddy's suit and me in a paper bag of style Every bird is loud as thunder, every puddle's like a sea Every stranger on the sidewalk looks like he's waving at me Danny buys two coffees and we sit down on the curb Twelve years of things to tell him and I can't find a word So I laugh until I'm shaking and he grabs me by the arm Sun comes over the gas station and it's ringing like a charm [Chorus: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, belted, full band] Sky looks wider from this side Twelve years of gray and I'm still alive Every step I take is mine First free mile, first free mile [Outro: Wild-eyed bawling male rock singer, bawling, guitars ring out and fade] First free mile Walk it with me [End]

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