Dutch Monks - Yours To Lend

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Life hinted from the outset
Just one more year would take me away
As I sat in my car in the cold morning air, with the tears in my eyes
Well I knew that day was today
And I wouldn't get home to see you
Too much pride was in my way

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So I spend my days trying to learn how to help you
Even though I know it's too late
And with 83 under my belt
Guess I'm stepping up to the plate
But it's an empty pitch to myself now
Waiting on a curve ball that never arrives
And as you leave this earth
I could have left my work
Now my torment is all that survives

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Running two lives takes up my time
And pulls me away
From the things that once were mine
Given, granted everyday
Whether I've fallen on my own sword
Cut through rock or engraved my name
If there's one thing my losses have taught me
It's to smile when you're in pain

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Writer(s): Osterberg
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