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Today i saw my father standing in the graveyard |
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looking very somber looking for his mom |
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when he finally found her he said that it was different |
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everything is different nothing's really changed |
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my brother would remember sitting in the hallway |
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waiting for my father both of us were scared |
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when the doorknob turned we took off for the stairway |
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looking for some cover trying to get away |
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a guide dog had to serve the role that you would not let |
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the mother of your children every really play |
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the office was a dungeon where you hid your fears of |
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what would really happen if no one ever came |
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i wonder if you blamed yourself for when she left you |
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by closing up the garage door and turning on the car |
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your father must have lost it your sister couldn't help you |
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but dad if you were lonely you had no where to turn |
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of father can't you see the pieces that have fallen on the ground |
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when you and mom decided nothing could be saved inside this house |
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everything has changed |
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everything has changed |
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last night i had a dream that i was in the graveyard |
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looking at my father buried in the ground |
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i'd swear that i could hear him tell me he was sorry |
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he told me he was sorry and everything has changed |
