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Me and my old man |
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Don't see eye to eye |
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We take our walks outside |
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Underneath the birch trees |
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He said I think it's gonna freeze this year |
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I said I gotta get away from here |
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Me and my old man |
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Me and my old man |
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Should have been enough to know |
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That you'd let us all down |
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Could have been enough to try |
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Without making a sound |
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It's all part of the plan my dear |
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It's all part of the plan my dear |
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So we walked along the mending walls |
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Laid beneath the tortured talls |
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And we sang a song of newfound cheer |
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Laughed at the passing years |
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Yeah we talked about things to come |
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Talked about the battles won |
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He said I think it's gonna freeze this year |
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I said I gotta get away from here |
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Should have been enough to know |
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That you'd let us all down |
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Could have been enough to try |
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Could have been enough to try |
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Oh I've been such a fool |
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Spent my life waiting for you |
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Through these trees I see |
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With my father's eyes |
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I realize the weight |
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Should have been enough to know |
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That you'd let us all down |
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Could have been enough to try |
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Without making a sound |
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It's all part of the plan my dear |
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It's all part of the plan my dear |
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It's all part of the plan my dear |
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Between me and my old man |
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Gotta get away from here |
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Gotta get away from here |
