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This started simple
Like it always does
With not much to lose
I thought I had control
That I could always walk away
If things turned bad
We were thick as thieves
'Til I became the one
Who always went too far
And I couldn't hear you
Now here I stand
A pick in callused hands
As the sun beats down
Across my back
But in the end I'm lost
And I'll drag you down
Yeah, that's my cost
And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah, I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again
And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah, I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again
But I'm glad you were my friend
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Dazlious У: 2016-10-14
Dazlious У: 2016-10-14Ауторска права:
Writer(s): Benjamin Paul Cooper
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"Kyle, the reckless brother from “Always Gold”, never really got his life together. He eventually moved south, too far to keep returning home to Robert with any regularity. It wasn’t long before he fell in with the wrong people. After being caught smuggling, he spends most of his life in and out of jail, working on the railroads. This is his letter home to his brother."
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