Dedicated to Patrick Cosgrove 1968 - 1997
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I had a dream I was in school
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reading your autograph
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pages of green in seventh grade
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now like an epitaph
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alone in your room
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with an artist inside of you
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you died way too soon,
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but I can still feel you
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warm in a circle of friends
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how have you all been
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we'd never die, just go through hell
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and re-group again
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so button it down
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so the wind won1t blow it all away
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and pass it around
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like champagne on a holiday
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pass it around
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there's a lot of that to go around
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Patrick's Song
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| Shawn Mullins |
