Too many yesterdays ago
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Music bound unlikely souls in nature
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Not the same a common ground was walked
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A friendship that defied cliche
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Then a question spread like cancer
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And since that day his silence hides
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The things he couldn't say
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So many years have come and gone
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(The things he couldn't say)
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Like precious treasures trampled on
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(Things she couldn't say)
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A fear that eats you like decay
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(Things they couldn't say)
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Unspoken questions drove away
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The things he couldn't say
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Disconnection separates, all I can do is watch
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Like a spectator in a gallery of pain at arms length
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Like a grief observed surreal a mannequin acceptance
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Of this cruel severance pay
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For all the things he couldn't say
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So many years have come and gone
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(The things he couldn't say)
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Like precious treasures trampled on
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(Things she couldn't say)
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A fear that eats you like decay
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(Things they couldn't say)
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Unspoken questions drove away
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The things he couldn't say
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With hearts like finest china
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And feet of solid clay
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We set indefinite delays
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For all the things we couldn't say
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So many years have come and gone
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(The things he couldn't say)
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Like precious treasures trampled on
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(Things she couldn't say)
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a fear that eats you like decay
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(Things they couldn't say)
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Unspoken questions drove away
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The things he couldn't say
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But it's not too late
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Say you'll stay forever
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Say you'll stay for now
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It's not too late
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The things they couldn't say
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Things They Couldn't Say
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Galactic Cowboys |