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Even then i will see you again
You're on your way
We'll keep a light on for you
And when you're gone
We will pray
(Did you wash up?)
Feel the grain of the table
(Did you lock up?)
See your face in the dying light
(will you be back?)
lift the pack with the handle
(what did you pack?)
wait for me
when i am gone
Even then i will see you again
You're on on your way
we'll keep a light on for you
and when you're gone
Never forget me
I'll never forget
Never forget me
I'll never forget
We go on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
Even then I will see you again
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we are young
we meet for the first time
we look up and find
we've never had it any better
when we find he'll never get better
build the world and fight the time
i will never die
I make america, I
I am a universe, I
I'll never go away hey hey hey hey hey
I am a universe, I
I'm your man
I'll never go away away away hey
they say no
they don't believe us
break the hearts
and say goodbye
you will never die
i want
a hundred days
of bright light
hey hey away
a hundred days
you're my man
of bright light
away away hey!
we are stars (wait for me)
we can burn forever (i am running)
bang bang bang
never coming back again (I have something to)
Never coming back again (I should tell you)
i'll break it open, find the wind (wait for me)
i'll hold all of the shards that make her (I am running)
(kiss and wave and nod and smile and hug explain and lie and buy and and bye bye bye bye)] x2
whole
I have something to
I should tell you
on and on and on
I'll hold all of the shards that make her
i want a hundred days
of bright lights
hey hey away
A hundred days
you're my man
of bright lights
away away hey!
I make America i
i am a universe i
i'll never go away
hey hey hey hey
i am a universe i
i'm your man
i'll never go away
away away hey!
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Saturdays
04:31
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Waiting in the parking lot
You will come back soon
Teenagers push the shopping carts
I used to do
I wait for you
Remember that saturday
When I crashed our car
I got up and walked away
I have a scar
I have a scar
Waiting, watching you walk through our
Saturdays
Holding together what falls apart
Saturdays
I know
That I
Once could have run away
Hard to say how much it cost
All the time it took
You were beautiful and I
Forgot to look
Forgot to look
Waiting, watching you walk through our
Saturdays
Holding together what falls apart
Saturdays
Oh look,
My hands
Look just like my fathers hands
I woke up an older man
You feel older too
I can't say I saw the years
The time, it flew
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Bells
03:52
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Feel the chill in the air
I carry you back up the stairs
To see the glory of the lights over astoria
Pictures mounted by the door
I can't give you what you had before
I'll sing the glorias, the lights over astoria
I know you are alone, I know you can't go home
The bells ring, angels rushing
REFRAIN
Through the town down the stair in the cold and the chilly air
The bells are ringing, children singing out of key
In debris, happy in the frost in the parking lots
The bells are ringing, children singing christmas day
Amen
Chimes in my car battery divine
To take me to my kind
to see the glory of the lights over astoria
Papa's hearing aids slowly grow
Your brother's voice suddenly got low
They've set a place for you, everyone's come home to you
hold them all inside your chest the lonely and the blessed
Bells ring, angels rush in
REFRAIN
Through the town down the stair in the cold and the chilly air
The bells were(are) ringing, children singing out of key
In debris, happy in the frost in the parking lots
The bells were ringing, children singing christmas day
BRIDGE
We missed you so long, we missed you so long
Welcome home again
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Abigail and Shaun Bengson are a married composing and performing duo.
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