Postcards from life

av gitarguyen 08/06-2012
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I keep my boots close to the footlice
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i try to keep my mind close to the words
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cause some of my old songs and me will never part
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although they`re warm and willing
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they still come from the heart

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Postcards from life
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oh god i`ve sent many
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short stories from the deep south of my soul

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I keep my suitcase packed and ready
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got a brand new roadman in my hands
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all these quiet sunday morning
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i will let you have your sleep
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cause the peace i see upon your face
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is a memory i`d like to keep

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Postcards from life
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oh god i`ve sent many
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short stories from the deep south of my soul

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Life is still a mystery to me
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I`m a long long way from that inner gate
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and i might stray and i may stumble
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but i`ll keep my mission pure
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just hope that fear and loneliness 
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will make my path obscure

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Postcards from life
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oh god i`ve sent many
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short stories from the deep south of my soul

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Postcards from life
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oh god i`ve sent many
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short stories from the deep south of my soul
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south of my soul

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