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- moore

"six on a christmas morning..."
"and for "
"well, isn't it for the of god,
kate? "
"i know all the honor of god,
jane."

Six o'clock the siren kicks him from a
Tries to it off but it just won't stop
Can't find the strength but he's got promises to
And wood to chop before he

I may never get
But never's better now
I've got bases to

in the parking lot and he's just sitting in his car
It's nine o'clock but he get out
He a cigarette
And turns the music
But just seem to shake that sound

I thought I'd get over
But it's too for me now
I've got to cover

Melody through the door
And memory flies out the
And knows what they want
'til they let it all go

The inside
Coming

So ways to drown a man
So many ways to drag him
are fast and some take years and years
Can't hear what he's when he's talking in his sleep
He found the sound but he's in too deep

I could get over
Is it too for me now?
Feel blowing my cover

Melody walks through the
And memory out the window
And nobody knows what they
'til finally let it all go

But don't cut your losses too
you'll only be cutting your throat
And answer a call while you hear at all
'cause will if you won't

"six o'clock on a morning..."
"i know all the honor of god,
Mary..."
"i know all the honor of god,
jane."