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From The Suicide King:
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Listen and I'll tell a tale or two of love gone sour Of attempts to rectify events done past the midnight hour Trying hard to clarify them things that should be left behind Once their time to come has passed on by Cuz lately I've been thinking bout a world I'd left behind Trying hard to recreate the things that once were mind Sifting through them folded hands, and trying hard to understand Just what I'd won, if I'd lost the time Sometimes you've gotta live and learn Before the past comes back to haunt So make sure them bridges that you burn They're ones you never want to cross Cuz it's too long a windy road To end up right back at the start So grab them matches and we'll start the flames That brings a light back to my heart Well Susan was a widowed woman, left with naught a child She had auburn hair that made my pappy sway Then Katie was a a cutie pie, she played that old guitar And we would make sweet love and music night and day And old Niki had a wild streak, and when she had to go There weren't nothing I could say to make her stay Sure I've seen some curvy roads, and I've had some broken hearts But I left my share of them along the way Sometimes you've gotta live and learn Before the past comes back to haunt So make sure them bridges that you burn They're ones you never want to cross Cuz it's too long a windy road To end up right back at the start So grab them matches and we'll start the flames That brings a light back to them darkened nooks and crannies of my heart my heart |
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