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November evening the warmth of families in the air |
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Dinner's on the table and there's one empty chair |
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They had a fight this morning |
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He said he's never coming home |
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But for her it's almost normal being married all alone |
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(chorus) |
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That stoney fear and hate |
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That words can't articulate |
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When walls of silence go up |
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The walls of silence oh oh |
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Our lives come down |
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She puts on a brave face |
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But they can see it in her eyes |
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Caught in the middle |
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They feel twisted up inside |
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They never want to come home |
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It just reminds them of the pain |
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They hope and pray that their lives |
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Will never end up the same |
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(repeat chorus) |
