sometimes i wish you were
the stranger again
and i was more
i've seen my father's ghost
but i've never seen my father's
do you know what i am,
do you know what i
you say i need
to get a grip on this
for you,
there's a picture of you
in my old coat
lying on the
your father died alone
do you want to die alone?
you say
good god her ghosts haunts me still
everywhere i go, i
do you remember ninety-three
we were in tennessee down in some
my heart was hanged in the empty plains
my love stays
am i more than what you're settling for?
am i just
i'm a mess
i am wasting away
in texas
but alabama
will be my
i carry on through the dark
mary forever in my heart
two
something's keeping me afraid
keeping me this way
something like a cage
you
when i was a young boy in corpus christi
a grown
my brother looked me dead in the face
said, "it's a
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