Cris Jacobs “Everybody’s Lost” (Official Audio)
℗ & © 2024 Cris Jacobs / Soundly Music
Produced by Jerry Douglas
Engineered by Sean Sullivan
Assistant engineer - Skylar Chuckry
Recorded at The Sound Emporium, Nashville, TN
Additional recording at The Tractor Shed, Goodlettsville, TN
Mastered by Paul Blakemore
Featuring:
Cris Jacobs - guitars, vocals
The Infamous Stringdusters:
Travis Book - bass, vocals
Andy Falco - guitar
Jeremy Garrett - fiddle, vocals
Andy Hall - dobro
Chris Pandolfi - banjo

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Lyrics:
Tell me why the wild birds weep in the wilderness so deep
For all of the stray angels to keep a watch on the cold, cold ground

Tell me why the wild wind moan like a hundred men alone
Hundreds of miles from where they call home, not a little light to be found

My, my don’t you cry
Everybody’s felt that way
Wondering how you’re ever gonna toe that road, for another day

Everybody’s lost, everybody’s lost
Every little person carry little hurt, some burdens ain’t easy to see
Everybody’s lost, everybody’s lost
Everybody’s flyin a little blind through the night, oh baby shine a light on me

Early one day in paradise, somebody thought the apple looked nice
Took a little bite and paid the price, never found their way back home
Maybe we’re still reeling from that day, and will always kind of feel astray
A fish out of water, a soul out of place, in this god almighty world alone

My, my, don’t you cry, never been the only one
That feels a chill from something that you’re never gonna put a finger on

Everybody’s lost, everybody’s lost
Every little person carry little hurt, some burdens ain’t easy to see
Everybody’s lost, everybody’s lost
Everybody’s flyin a little blind through the night, oh baby shine a light on me

Tell me why we act so cruel, forsaking the golden rule
Chasing and taking to never feel full, like a bottomless hole in our heart
Maybe if we just took a little breath, and admitted that we’re all a mess, and tried to lead with a little tenderness, maybe we’d know where to start

My, my, don’t you cry, maybe you ain’t that far
From where you’ve been, and where you want to be, and where you are

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