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Grandma's singing in the bedroom |
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it's a near forgotten lullaby |
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that she used to sing when I wasn't well |
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Father's outside chopping firewood |
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like he did when he'd been drinking |
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or when he and mom were at it again |
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grandpa's rocking chair is rocking |
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I can hear the wood complaining |
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and the idle taps as he empties his pipe |
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I do my best to just ignore them |
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but the sound always finds me |
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despite them being dead and gone |
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I hear them all the time |
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I hear them all the time |
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I hear them all the time |
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I hear them all the time |
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I hear you all the time |
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I feel you in my mind |
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I cannot sleep, but I'm tryin' |
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I hear you all the time |
