Today, not just any kind of day
Today was your birthday.
We went to visit your grave
My thoughts with you, fighting so brave
One moment I could tell you a line
I could tell you my thoughts
A restless wind,
Picked up, over al these yards
You know what’s deep inside my heart
Just like somebody else is taking part
You know what’s going on
You both no what’s wrong
I was meant to be strong
However it’s all just taking to long
Every month it’s the same old story
Him, drunk with his lost money
I can’t take this anymore
I’m drifting of shore
Get this story to the end
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