I got day drunk and watched as my city got younger
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On the steps of the ford lofts across from the theatre
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Where I was a contender now none of that matters
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The kids have new heroes and new dreams to get shattered
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I wouldn't change a thing about the way it went down
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16 years of memories built on a town
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That nobody will know just how a cool kid can drown
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In a pool of his own hype and beer
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Goodbye
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It's the most perfect time and the weather is perfection
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To watch as my father battles infection
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My life in the dark is now bright as the reflection
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The store window he worked '77
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Now millions of snapshots will shoot through my brain
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Push through the dark like that underground train
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Just as real as the blood pumping fast through my veins
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Just as real as I'm standing here
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Goodbye
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Day Drunk
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Butch Walker |