| In the latter half of december
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| Pressure builds from all reflection on the prior year
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| On this prior year, yes it was such a great year
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| Sidewalks fill till congestion starts to spill
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| Out onto the steam rising off of lexington
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| A broken promise is on display for a disconnected family
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| To reestablish a blood relation
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| Through wine and drunken conversations
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| Without this would there be
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| Oh anything at all
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| My brothers age exceeds mine by several years
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| But when he’s here the years disinegrate
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| Watch them disappear
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| Just watch them rolling all the fear
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| Cause our luck, mistakes and misfortunes
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| Without them would there be
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| A place for these children to lead
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| A way out of war torn country
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| Will they see
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| Anything at all
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| Oh anything at all
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| Parents they will brace this fall
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| Soon enough receive the call
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| Above the crying, everythings gone wrong
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| You see everythings gone wrong
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| You see everythings gone wrong
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| Just call your brother, give him love
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| The broken pieces we will sew
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| Broken promise on display
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| Disconnected family
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| If not this would there be
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| Would there be reason to celebrate
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| Would there be reason, reason at all
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| And on this holiday i beg and pray
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| For you to show me a conversation
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| Holding hands underneath all the flashing decorations
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| Put everything aside for now
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| Its just you i love tonight
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| If not for eachother, then for my parents sake
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| On this holiday i beg and pray
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| For you to show me a conversation
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| Holding hands underneath all the flashing decorations
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| And put everything aside for now
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| Its just you i love tonight
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| If not for eachother
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| Then for my parents sake |