| I never had a brother, old friend you had three.
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| You always said that if you had another one it would be me.
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| When you come through the flames, not everything has survived;
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| Forget about family now, we’ve got our old flyers,
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| Lame tattoos,
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| The in-jokes and memories,
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| The misspent youth.
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| And yeah we ran out of miles,
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| I guess that’s true,
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| But I know I’ll see you when I see you.
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| I had a new guitar, you had a drumkit,
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| And I knew the chords to «Smells Like Teen Spirit».
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| Long summer afternoons washed out in the haze
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| I’ll come round to your place, your folks are away
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| For a while,
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| So let’s play
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| Till we’re tired,
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| And then hey,
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| It’s «Goodbye»,
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| But I know I’ll see you when I see you.
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| This isn’t where it ends;
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| The world will keep on turning,
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| We’ll all make more mistakes, we’ll all have time to make amends.
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| We’ll carry different loads,
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| We’ll all get different blisters,
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| Even so you know we’ll miss them when we’re finally out of road.
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| Time it will change us but don’t you forget:
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| You are the only brother I’ve got.
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| I’ll see you when I see you. |