I'm coming back my friends
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From the deep and bitter end
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Where I was so concerned
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That we would be the ones who burned
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The more scared the safer
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The more grateful for the grape juice
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And the wafer
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I sound done
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And I feel done
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But I'm not done
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Unless he'd give up on a lost son
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I need to hear him say
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You and your friends can come in
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Your thoughts and that girl can come in
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Your parents and brothers are here
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I let them in
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Who told you I wouldn't let you all in
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You are my children
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Heaven shine through the stars
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The city lights and the nearest bar
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Where I'll be with my friends
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Hiding from the bitter end
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The armor and the weapons
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Were a strange way to show them my affection
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I sound done
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And I feel done
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But I'm not done
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The Blind Leaving The Blind: Fourth Movement
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| Punch Brothers |
