There's a place in a photograph
I've never known
But there's something coming over me
Down in my soul
Oh I brace for the bottom
While I face growing old
I'm going down to that Georgian town
But before I do
Damn she's a pretty girl
But she knows that fact
Lives in a perfect world
Somebody told you that
Something in your move
Is killing me
Killing me
Nobody knows you
You gotta be
Gotta be
But I guess that it holds you
Takes time you're taking your time
Gotta move up the slack
We brace for the rhythm
With the winds at our back
We brace for the bottom
While we face being alone
I'm going down to that Georgian town
But something in your move
Is killing me
Killing me
Nobody knows you
You gotta be
Gotta be
Something in your move
Is killing me
Killing me
Nobody know you
You hit the bottom this time
You'll make the bottom this time
That's the way we move this road
That's the way we move this road
That's the way we move this road
That's the way we move this road
Damn she's a pretty girl
She knows that fact
Lives in a perfect world
Somebody told you that
But something in your move
Is killing me
Killing me
Nobody knows you
You gotta be
Gotta be
But something in your move
Is killing me
Killing me
Nobody knows you
You hit the bottom this time
You'll make the bottom this time
That's the way we move this road
That's the way we move this road
That's the way we move this road
That's the way we move this road