Was losing all my friends
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Was losing them to drinking and to driving
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Was losing all my friends but I got them back
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I am on the mend
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At least now I can say that I am trying
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And I hope you will forget things I still lack
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Yeah
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Yeah
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Is it in you now?
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To bear to hear the truth that you have spoken
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Twisted up by knaves
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to make a trap for fools
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Is it in you now?
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To watch the things you gave your life to broken
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And stoop and build them up with worn out tools
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Yeah *Chorus*
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Nothing gets so bad
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A whisper from your father couldn't fix it
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Your whispers like a bridge, he's a river span
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Take all that you have
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and turn it into something you would miss if
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Somebody threw that brick
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And shattered all your plans
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Yeah *Chorus*
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Time to get the seeds into the cold ground
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It takes a while to grow anything
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Before its coming to an end yeah
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Before you put my body in the cold ground, take some time to warm it with your hands
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Before it's coming to an end, yeah
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It's coming to an end
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Do you miss the blend
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Of colours she left in your black and white field
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Do you feel condemned just being there?
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I am not your friend
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I am just a man who knows how to feel
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I'm not your friend
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I'm not your lover,
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I'm not your family.
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Yeah *Chorus*
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Time to get the seeds into the cold ground
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It takes a while to grow anything
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Before it's coming to an end yeah
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Sowing Season (Yeah)
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Brand New |