Mark my words, I won't care Never tread where angels dare Precious few
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shine like you Fewer still are aware of the dead and his son
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I don't know, where do I start So many thoughts, I wonder where we all go
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and if also memories never die
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All empty chairs There's no one here I can't believe it's over This darkest
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hour to my dismay makes me feel alight
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I'm Sure he's here always so near like we belong together Wherever I go,
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he's there also Somewhere deep inside
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The candle burns once more tonight I could've sworn I heard your laughter
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Forevermore and on...
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I call forevermore beyond the grave The dead and his son
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Oh Father gone for way too long I lived my life away from you So when I
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wake and pray tonight Make me feel alive
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Still empty chairs I know you're here We belong together Wherever I go
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you're there also Somewhere deep inside
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The Dead And His Son
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| Tad Morose |
