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Burying Confessions
Bm7
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It's been a long, long winter.
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Seems like months I've been on the road.
E Bm7
Interstate inspiration, dashboard's so cold.
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My thoughts overcome me
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They escape this cheap motel ball point pen
E Bm7 E
I guess there's too much - to be said - not written
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Not a day goes by
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where I don't think I'll miss her very much
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And not an hour passes
Bm7
where I don't curse her name
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Now she's in Montana
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spending time with her friends
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And I'm in midtown subway station
Bm7
Praying for the F train.
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I've seen a million faces
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Sold a few souls
B7 E
Broke a few hearts - so I've been told.
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Sometimes I get the feeling
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I need to right all my wrongs
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Instead of burying my confessions in these songs
(SAME CHORDS AS EARLIER)
But I can't help but wonder
When it's all said and done
Will I be begging St. Peter
To overlook all my wrongs.
I tried to leave the world
Better than when it found me.
And so I'm longing for home
And the love of my family.
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