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- moore

"six on a christmas morning..."
"and for "
"well, isn't it for the of god,
Aunt "
"i know all the honor of god,
jane."

Six the siren kicks him from a dream
Tries to it off but it just won't stop
Can't find the but he's got promises to keep
And wood to chop before he

I may get over
But better than now
I've got to cover

He's in the parking lot and he's sitting in his car
It's nine o'clock but he get out
He lights a
And turns the music
But just can't to shake that sound

Once I thought I'd get
But it's too for me now
I've got bases to

Melody walks through the
And memory flies out the
And nobody knows what they
'til they let it all go

The inside
Coming

So many to drown a man
So ways to drag him down
are fast and some take years and years
Can't hear what he's saying he's talking in his sleep
He finally found the but he's in too deep

I could get over
Is it too for me now?
Feel like blowing my

Melody walks through the
And flies out the window
And nobody what they want
they finally let it all go

But don't cut your too soon
'cause you'll only be your throat
And answer a call you still hear at all
nobody will if you won't

"six on a christmas morning..."
"i know all about the of god,
Mary..."
"i know all the honor of god,
jane."