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Sitting on a bench in an old time station |
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Waiting for a train to forgiveness |
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I've brought no baggage, |
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I've come here alone |
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Looking for a way to forgiveness |
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All these broken pieces of arrows in my side |
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I thought |
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I could run with them, |
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I know now |
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I can't hide |
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So I'm looking out upon the darkness down the tracks |
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Looking for the light of forgiveness |
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Call it bad company, call it what you will |
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My heart just won't let you go, |
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I love you even still |
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Sadness and death, they both come along |
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So I sing this song called forgiveness |
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All these broken families, people taking sides |
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Hardly even bothered me, |
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I never even cried |
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So I'm crying on a bench in an old time station |
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Betting all |
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I've got on forgiveness |
