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I was at a funeral the day i realized
I wanted to spend my life with you
Sitting down on the steps at theold post office
The flag was flying at half-mast
And i was thinking' bout howeveryone is dying
And maybe it's time to lie
I don't know where we're going
I don't know what we'll do
Walked in to the Thrif-tee
Saw the man with the hollow eyeswho didn't give me all my change
But it didn't me this time'cause I know I've only gotthis moment
And it's good
I went to the gas station
Old woman honked her horn
Waiting for me to fix her car
I don't know where we're going
I don't know what we'll do
Laying in bed tonight I was thinkingand listening to all the dogsand the sirens and the shots
And how a careful man triesto didge the bullets
While a happy man takes a walk
And maybe it's time to live
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