You seen the days when the roads were death,
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And the fires burned right to the brim,
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And the bike you rode to school now it rests,
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And your story begins.
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You read your fair share of books,
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You tied your lace a thousand times,
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And you saw the good in the worst of the crooks,
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And your story begins, and your story begins.
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The sun it burns so I jump right in,
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I felt the cold sea kiss my skin,
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I turned around and you were gone,
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And Im thinkin of you, thinkin of you.
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Old friend where you headed for now,
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Old friend where you headed for now.
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Window frames of old pictures of you,
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And the tree outside appears on end,
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And you seen the good in the seam of the crop,
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And your story begins, and your story begins.
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The sun it burns so I jump right in,
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I felt the cold sea kiss my skin,
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I turned around and you were gone,
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And Im thinkin of you, cant stop thinkin of you.
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Old friend where you headed for now,
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Old friend where you headed for now,
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Old friend where you headed for now,
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Old friend where you headed for now.
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Old Friend (The devil's tears)
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| Angus And Julia Stone |
