Arkansas Songtext
von Rademacher

Whiskey and train tracks
And fireflies and fog
Well you got a hundred neighbors
And they′ve got a thousand dogs

Shotguns all pointed at you heart
Take your best shot
Take me to Arkansas

There's no map of this nation
Just an ancient radiation
We′ve all been taught
Not to pay too much attention to
And this color well its not for kids
It's a color that we like to keep well hid
Locked in a cabinet
And hidden behind the china

And if this suit of armor
Should ever crack or we're disarmed
I hope you know
We got exactly what we paid for


This love is not the same
This love is not the same
This love is not the same oh no
This love is not the same
And if I knew what I knew before I knew it
I might of put more work into it
I might have done it
A little bit more like you did

And these broken teeth
These broken rainbows
These shattered knees
And these scratched up elbows
If this is an ending
We really need to work on our endings

This love is not the same
This love is not the same
This love is not the same oh no
This love is not the same

This love is not the same
This love is not the same
This love is not the same oh no
This love is not the same


And maybe
She′ll
Be good
To me
Drag me home
Like some kind of magical
Tractor beam
And hook me up
With a bed in her spare room
Like some kind of sentimental heirloom

Like that piano that she can′t play
But she sits at every day
Lost in keys that got no names
Oh no

This love is not oh no its not
Well this love is not oh no its not
Well this love is not oh no its not
Well this love is not oh no its not the same