| He will always carry the strangest things
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| That I’ve ever seen and
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| Try to bury the oldest friend
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| Hide nowhere now
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| The things he knew was instantly
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| Put down to the ground
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| Then the sun burst through the long trees
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| Facing him
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| And all those old stories come to think
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| All those lies and
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| I guess you waited endlessly
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| Thinking it was past
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| And they will stare at the lake show
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| With black eyes like it’s a soldier thing
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| Strange the promise high and mighty
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| Strangers become
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| Said he’d drive us, hold us around him
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| Have nowhere |