Texty:
Ben Harper Live From The Montreal International Jazz Festival

It takes a hundred miles of love To heal a mile of pain I never say goodbye to the scene And I never blow out a flame And I got white lies for dark times

You can run away from home But you can't run away from your pain Now I sit here alone As I waste someone else to blame It's up to you now, it's up to

I learned to say goodbye To say goodbye too young I learned to duck from words Like bullets from a gun How long can you pray? How long can you pray And

soul So much time and at such a cost We spend looking for what we've lost Now that you know, you can't find it from him You're gonna have to find it

from inside my head I gotta get out from inside my head I gotta get out from inside my head Gotta get out from inside my head Gotta get out from inside