| Somethin in my blood I guess didn’t come from the pools
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| Never ran with a rulebook on my side or too much pride
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| To let out how I really felt when it was time to ride
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| And when it was time to cry me I sat back and wrote a song
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| And when it’s time to die, I hope that I am half as strong
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| The lap is long impact is even longer leavin hunger
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| I wonder if it ever goes away not till next summer
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| Its all fresh, maybe all a test just like hurdlin
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| Curdlin my stomach as you plummet to your earth bein
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| But you will rise again live on the other side
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| And then provide new friends with joy
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| Just like you did this baby boy to a man
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| I seek this land is a learning lot
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| Not, burning hot hell fire dont touch this spot
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| Too much I got to give thanks
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| And even when you pulled from my family bank
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| Our lives crank you rankin em
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| Feelin like old worn denim jeans
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| Faded in the center with some holes in em
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| And thats the style though, so I smile bro
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| And as you walked that final mile, I wanted you to know
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| Life dont live in only bodies
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| I can see your soul shine bright, probly
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| Godly beings like this dont die
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| Dont ask me where they go
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| Though I just know there’s more than meets the eye
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| I have memories and imagination
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| My definition of your character and who you are is great
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| Damn, and if you never knew I look up to you
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| Still someday i’ll learn to play
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| And give it up to you in your language
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| Key you sang with spontaneity and life
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| I play with these just like im channelin my god
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| When handlin things are hard in my release I find peace
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| Just like ages I knew you spend searchin and finally reach
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| Times were bad and times were good this time was faith
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| A time was fate somebody press rewind but wait
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| There’s no taste, you rolled it away to
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| For us a little soon for it to be too, late
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| I always felt connected though a part
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| Well-respected in your heart
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| Love and I love you back — the way I do
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| Thats the way I know and always knew
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| True, cool and reciprocated, situated and understood
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| Under the hood I wonder, why do the good go early?
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| And are the gates really pearly?
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| Surely this can’t be the end
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| Someone come on please step in
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| The sun is settin in the west again
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| (hook) |