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December
01:57
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Well I don't remember the days of December
I drank away the cold of the North
you kept me sane through the wind and the rain
we showed our true colours, our cost, and our worth
We drank and drove
our recklessness showed through empty bottles
we reaped what we sowed
don't get me wrong, I don't regret what we've done
I just wish that it would have stayed the same
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Friend and Foe
03:36
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I'll admit some nights I'm scared of never going anywhere
but despite my disregard for my friends and things I've done
I know that in the end, we've won
I am the happiest unhappy person I know
I've always been discontent with the situations that I'm in
always left wanting more, despite how much I have to show
I remember breaking bottles in parking lots
I remember running from city cops
I remember the look that said, "the damage couldn't be undone"
I am the happiest unhappy person I know
drugs and alcohol are both friend and foe
These old towns along the way will always be a part of me
these old towns along the way will always keep a part of me
I am the happiest unhappy person I know
drugs and alcohol are both friend and foe
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San Francisco
03:37
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I caught the last flight home from San Francisco
and though I'd never look back, still I'd hold no regrets
"I hope you find whatever it is you're looking for"
was all she said before she left me alone here in an empty bed
I caught the last flight home from San Francisco
and though I'd never look back, still I'd hold no regrets
though I hid behind these glossy eyes
still I will hold fast to be a better man, yet
so how about the days,
we used to waste away our precious time.
and what about the kid,
the one I used to be before I learned to live with a heavy heart
I caught the last flight home from San Francisco
and though I'd never look back, still I'd hold no regrets
though I hid behind these glossy eyes
still I will hold fast to be a better man, yet
I am the moon
you are the sun
and we can never be one
and you can never be won
I caught the last flight home from San Francisco
and though I'd never look back, still I'd hold no regrets
though I hid behind these glossy eyes
still I will hold fast to be a better man, yet
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So Long, Saskatchewan
02:44
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I lost my footing somewhere in between
the point of waking and starlit dreams.
And though I loved it, I quickly came to find
that I should not have left you behind.
There was beauty in the mountains and the sand,
but I could not forget my home and native land.
And of all the places that I could have been,
it was you that I couldn't wait to see
Oh, what a life
to live with such sacrifice.
Oh, what a shame
if I never see you again.
I caught the overnight train
and if I never see you again
I suppose it wouldn't be too soon,
'cause I feel I've got nothing to lose
Oh, what a life
to live with such sacrifice.
Oh, what a shame
if I never see you again.
to all my friends I met along the way,
for you, this song I play.
To the bridge we would walk
with cigarettes and sunglasses on.
And then, you turned to me and said
"you need to be a stronger man."
Well I'll make no promises,
but I'll do the best that I can.
Oh, what a life
to live with such sacrifice.
Oh, what a shame
if I never see you again.
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Older Man
03:37
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When I am an older man,
maybe I'll try a little harder.
When I am an older man,
maybe I'll care a little longer.
But for now, I'm young,
no point in giving up.
Sometimes I drink to forget
that you're too much for me.
Yeah, you're too much.
When I am an older man,
maybe I'll laugh a little louder.
And as I'm getting older, man,
maybe my heart will beat much stronger.
But for now, I'm young,
no point in giving up.
Sometimes I drink too much,
when you're too much for me.
You're too much for me,
just turn your back and leave.
But for now, I'm young,
no point in giving up.
Sometimes I drink too much
when you're too much for me.
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6. |
Leaving Songs
02:50
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It's just four more years 'til we leave this place
until then, we'll drink down at Louis' place
we'll finish our beer and with one great cheer
I can't wait to get out of here
I spend more time worrying about the weather
than where we're going or how we'll get there
it's always too cold, never too late
I'm in the right place
It's just four more years 'til we leave this place
until then, we'll drink down at Louis' place
we'll finish our beer and with one great cheer
I can't wait to get out of here
there's truth in these words, I just don't speak them sober
please excuse me, I didn't think this over
I want to feel alright; we'll get there pint after pint
It's just four more years 'til we leave this place
until then, we'll drink down at Louis' place
we'll finish our beer and with one great cheer
I can't wait to get out of here
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