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Sandy's always on the phone to back home
Talking to a brother or a friend
And if I had to guess at what she's saying
She tells them back home ain't no way to live

The roads are so so smooth in the city
Summer's fun but wait for the ice
But there's a sadness in the springtime
Don't it make you think twice

A hundred cars creeping in the early hours
Waiting just to cross the dotted line
A nurse takes a smoke break
From a chemo ward
She tells me that it ain't no way to die

The roads are so so smooth in the city
Summer's fun but wait for the ice
But there's a sadness in the springtime
Don't it make you think twice



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Writer(s): Jacob Harris
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