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lyrics

in 1994 you crashed on my bedroom floor
talkin' about girls, sports, and fishin'
people didn't know you 'cause they heard all the facts
the James Dean of my middle school always had my back

and you were more than a list of bad luck
you had more tenderness than any of those fools
and some people say you should always keep the wind out of your face
but you never listened you gave all your gift while they continued to take
and train you for a life you could never break

in 2004 you kicked-in your bathroom door
flushed that devil's dust and washed your hands of it
most people, they still don't know you
they'll never have a clue
how wedding rings and a fish pond
made my old friend new

and you are more than a list of bad luck
you have more tenderness than any of those fools
and some people say you should always keep the wind out of your face
but you never listen, you keep breakin' your back up there braving the rain
and i miss you when umbrellas hit the streets of LA

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from Fires, track released August 16, 2011

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