Mat Kearney - Heartbreak Dreamer lyrics

I was turning nineteen
On a cold December night
Burning like kerosene for nearly
Half of my life and I barely had the GPA to
Make it out of Eugene
You can blame it on me with the ADHD
While I'm falling asleep during the SATs
And as I pack my bags and
Headed to a foreign land
One way ticket on a one way plan
Lay my head down alone each night
The same devil's calling in and
That same old fight
Cause this one's for middle sons
Living in the middle of
Where they coming from and a
Halfway rush of blood
This one's for those first prayers to heaven
On a road that seems never ending

For all the heartbreak dreamers
Waiting for the light
Looking for just one reason to
Get through the night
Every long lost believer caught in the fight
All the heartbreak dreamers
We're gonna be alright everybody sing

And I was turning twenty five in
A city that don't sleep
Was feeling only half alive to
The dreams that I keep and I kept on waiting
Wondering if she's waiting for me
You burning down Main on a
Quarter tank of pain
Wearing the soles off your feet
And you've been waiting and praying for
The right one to come
Watch the rise and the falling
Of another setting sun
Nobody seems quite good enough
For you except the
Wrong one you keep running back to
So this one's for Mike still
Waiting for his wife
This one's for grandma losing the
Love of her life
This one's for those first prayers to heaven
On a road that seems never ending

For all the heartbreak dreamers
Waiting for the light
Looking for just one reason to
Get through the night
Every long lost believer caught in the fight
All the heartbreak dreamers
We're gonna be alright everybody sing

And this one right here ah
This is for the fat girls
This one is uh, is for the little brothers
This is for the schoolyard wimps
For the childhood bullies who tormented them
To the former prom queen and to
The milk crate ball players
For the nighttime cereal eaters and for the
Retired elderly Wal-Mart store
Front door greeters shake the dust
This is for the benches and
The people sitting upon
For the bus driver's driving
A million broken hymns
To the men who have to hold down three
Jobs simply to hold up their children
For the nighttime schoolers and for the
Midnight bike riders trying to fly
Shake the dust
This is for the two year olds who cannot be
Understood because they speak half
English and half God shake the dust
For the boys with the
Beautiful beautiful sisters shake the dust
For the girls with those brothers
Who are going crazy
Those gym class wallflowers and the twelve
Year-old afraid of taking public showers
For the kid who is always late to class
And forgets the combination to his lockers
And the girl who loved somebody else
Shake the dust
This is for the hard men who want
Love but know that it won't come
For the one's amendments do not stand up for
For the ones who are forgotten
For the ones who are told to speak
Only when you are spoken to
And then they are never spoken to speak
(La la) every time you stand so you
Do not forget yourself
Do not let one moment go
By that doesn't remind you
That your heart beats hundred
Thousand times a day
And that they have gallons of blood
Making every one is an Oceans