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On that path down to the sea
Lies our weeping willow tree
Felled by neither rain nor wind
But man’s thin skin
Because it was free
Its branches sang
As wishes left the shore
So long old troubadour
On that path down to the sea
I asked her to marry me
Fate or worse came cutting in
Our thick and thin
Would never be free
I close my eyes
The waves crash through my door
I pray for nothing more
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Almost Never
Yeah I may nurse this beer all night
Even if it makes me a little cliche
I’ve always been the sentimental type
And right now I don’t care anyway
Yeah I still have those pictures hung
Looking down above me from cheap plastic frames
It’s all we could afford when we were young
And right now I’m too damn old to change
A new dawn hits
This can’t be it
I shout up through the sky
I almost never think of you
And when I do
I almost never cry
No I don’t think I’m moving on
Someone has to worry and pace the floor
And think about where on earth you’ve gone
And if you’ll come walking through the door
A new dawn hits
This can’t be it
I shout up through the sky
I almost never think of you
And when I do
I almost never cry
A new dawn hits
This can’t be it
Dad never talked about his past. But once a year, the day after Christmas, he would have 2 fingers of good scotch, talk about his childhood, then cry for about 2 minutes. That was that.
Dad never bought anything for himself but he would always read the junk mail sale flyers that came to the house. He drank his coffee and never said a word except one time he mumbled “guns are on sale.” That was that.
Dad never talked politics except for once after seeing some liberal’s campaign commercial. “Their fetishization of the middle class implies the existence of a permanent lower class, and they’re ok with that.” That was that.
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Far Away from Here
Did you find your missing peace
When you walked away that night
Is it snowing where you are
While some new arms hold you tight
Far away from here
You were new this time of year
Making plans and dreaming dreams
Can you hear my voice in there
Is life ever what it seems
All the Christmas joy I knew
Is far away from here with you
I need to know
This monochrome
Will all change back
I don’t belong
I look for you
In broken songs
Come home
Can you still remember us
When that spark comes to your eyes
I think now I understand
But I can’t send my goodbye
Far away from here
Are you rested, are you safe
What was missing we’ll repair
Gate is open, tree is lit
Find your way and climb the stairs
All the Christmas joy I knew
Is far away from here with you
Far away from here
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Another Summer
I tried to tell my story
But the words wouldn’t come
I tried to thank all of you
But the dust filled my lungs
Filled my lungs
These days are too long
Please tell me what to do
Tomorrow never comes
And I can’t make it through
Can’t make it through
Another summer
The cowards in the tower
Won’t set foot outside
The sunlight sees all
There’s nowhere to hide
Then your world is stolen
And taken for a ride
Even the good ones make sure
We barely survive
Never thought it would be ending
On a day like today
A storm tears through the canyon
Let it take me away
Take me away
These days are too long
Please tell me what to do
Tomorrow never comes
And I can’t make it through
Can’t make it through
Another summer