Lonely soldier go home
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Lonely, but never alone
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Good eyes see nothing to shoot
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Good feet feel good given up good boots
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Ask your father how do ya fall
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Like a leave sitting on the ground
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Good for nothing except kicking around
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She died with her hand stretched out
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She died with a hungry mouth
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She died with a mind full of doubt
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(And a pulse of weakening)
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So may river never dry
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May your mouth never lie
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May you be satisfied to never know why
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Sometimes, someone just wants to die
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Where'd you get those cuts in your hand
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I thought I told 'bout playing in the sand
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There's always someone carelessly class
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There's always questions no one asks
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She died with her hand stretched out
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She died with a hungry mouth
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She died with a mind full of doubt
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(And a pulse of weakening)
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May river never dry
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May your mouth never lie
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May you be satisfied to never know why
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Sometimes, someone just wants to die
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Lonely soldier go home
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Lonely, but never alone
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Good eyes see nothing to shoot
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Good feet feel good given up good boots
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Lonely Soldier
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| Damien Rice |
