There's people drinking wine
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On a Sunday afternoon
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Being in the city, there's things that bring me back to you
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And here a baby cry
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And there's nothing you can do
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But you know a grandmother's word is being put to use
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Life is always better in the innocent so valleys on minds
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Sit and stop your running, close your eyes
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[Chorus:]
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Close your eyes
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Make a smile
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Even though the years have made a big difference
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You can only do the best with what's given
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Lullabies
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Song for child
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Hoping that the gods will hear me wishing
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Dreaming is the only way they'll listen
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Close your eyes
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I miss the patriarch
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The angel and sage
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Helping me becoming a man and help me turn a page
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There's broken family ties
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And there's nothing I can do
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Wondering what three men would say if they could drive on through
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Life is always better in the innocent so valleys on minds
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Sit and stop your running, close your eyes
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[Chorus]
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Shout the words, the skies will say
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if they could live to see another day
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Close your eyes
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Make a smile
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Close your eyes
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There's people drinking wine
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On a Sunday afternoon
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Being in the city there's things that bring me back to you
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[Chorus x2]
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The Patriarch
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Monty Are I |