Carrollton Songtext
von Shane Alexander

In Carrollton when the sun goes down
The lights turn on inside
And the secrets seem to come to life and flicker
In the eyes of those who hold them close
Who never let them go
Those who pray that they will somehow be forgiven

And they sing
Angels, forgive us please
We′ve turned our backs on family
And it ain't like it′s supposed to be
So hear our prayers
Put our souls at ease


Behind the smiles and bloodshot eyes
Is something dark and cold like ice
That never warms even in July, it's winter
The past is dressed in Sunday clothes
In picture frames in dusty rows
And put in rooms where no one goes to see them

And they sing
Angels, forgive us please
We ain't got much as you can see
But we′ve turned our backs on family
So hear our prayers
Put our souls at ease
Oh, please
We′ve tried so hard to live good lives
And to tell the truth, to love our wives
But the darkness holds those ancient lies
And a wicked pain that never ever dies

In Carrollton when the sun goes down
The lights turn on inside
And the secrets seem to come to life and flicker
In Carrollton when the sun goes down
In Carrollton when the sun goes down, down