I was just a boy
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My father seemed a mountain then
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With a voice that could shake the seas
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My mother's ghost hung across his shoulders
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And he said she was still watching over me
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My brother was home
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Just returned on army leave
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Told his stories with a distant stare
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And as it snowed
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The wind was howling through the trees
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And I spent my night just listening by the fire
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My hands move the creases from my brow
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Soft as a breath
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It's like a feather
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I dreamed of a lonely voice that night
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Quiet as death
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Outside my window
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It sang a sad and lovely tune
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Clear as a bell
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Soft as a shiver
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It said, I want you all the time
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It said, I want you all the time
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Goodbye bad thoughts
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I'm safe under covers
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So goodbye bad thoughts
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'Cause I'm safe under covers
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Now I can see you again
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Mountains
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| Radical Face |
