How can we concider it a crime?
You father all your excuses
Won't you string us a line?
You're walking tall, you step up to the line
I'm not a patient man but you're no saint
The ball is in your court this time.
Tears run down your face
Now you've found a place
The saddest goodbyes are the best
Now you've found a home.
It's sad we never got to know each other.
Beneath that grime lies sterner stuff
It's not enough, this time.
I wish it were.
Do you cry, regrets?
The last goodbye is best
So turn your back and rest
And we will drive you home.
Friday, May 05, 2006
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