I remember a man who was true to himself, if he put his mind to something it was done, he could
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Help everyone just by doing what he loved, he could work with his hands so good, but when no one
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Cares to know, that he works them to the bone.
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He comes home to himself and he sits in his chair, gets lost inside pictures on the wall, he's
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Had some loves in his life that he's lost but knows why, he's lived with mistakes for so
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Long...he's the best man that i know, he sleeps happy all alone, he gives me
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Hope for the best in everyone, in understanding what we've done, i laugh to myself, it gives me
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Hope for the best for what we lost, to understand when no one wants, it makes me laugh, it gives
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Me hope.
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I know this lady who grew up so quickly, she had a child when she was so young, without the time
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Or money to pursue what she wanted, she slowly lost touch with her love, i bet she tried to run,
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But she didn't have the guts to leave her, son who was born on a day in the spring, grew up to
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Respect her so much, for all that she had lost and for never giving up, for loving the mistake
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That she loved...well lady you deserve more than anyone i know, you give me
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Hope for the best in everyone, in understanding what we've done, i laugh to myself, it gives me
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Hope for the best for what we lost, to understand when no one wants, it makes me laugh, it gives
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Me hope.
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I'm sitting alone and i think to myself, it'd be great if people could know, if we wore big tags
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Or we threw big parties where only lost people could go, so we'd never think we're wrong, and
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We'd never feel alone...alone.
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But When The Fellow Came Close
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I Can Make A Mess Like Nobody's Business |