Barely asleep when I got the call.
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Drove through the night till I made it home.
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And in his last few breaths I heard.
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Eighty-one years of wisdom learned
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Born in the south when the country was down
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Somehow found work when no work could be found.
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Drafted to war. Eighteen so young.
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But when it was through his fight had just begun.
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And he said...
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You can't find truth without the hurt
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You won't know peace without a fight
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It always matters how you live your life.
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And only time will tell
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All of the things you do right now
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The love that you've found
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Will be passed down to everyone.
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Someday you'll be a story to someone.
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He found his wife
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And she helped him heal
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He was her sword and she was his shield.
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Tried to make sure the family
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Could always endure the pain that life could bring,
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And he said...
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Don't ever think that you've got time
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Cause you can't stop the passing years
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So don't ever lose yourself inside your fears
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One day I'll have a child of my own
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And I'll share the light that I've been shown
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And say those words that I was told long ago.
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I'll say only time will tell All of the things you do right now
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The love that you've found
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Will be passed down to everyone
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Someday you'll be a story to someone.
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Someday You'll Be A Story
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| Melee |
