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I like to remember them before the suffering:

When I was younger
I saw my daddy cry
And cursed at the wind
He broke his own heart
And I watched
As he tried to reassemble it

And my momma swore that
She would never let herself forget
And that was the day I promised
Id never sing of love
If it does not exist

love

Make a move:

If you were trying to say something, Just say it. Because I'm tired of waiting around of you to decide I'm good enough for you.