| gunslinger. |
[28 Jan 2008|03:54pm] |
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I reach towards the sky, I've said my goodbyes...
...My heart's always with you, now.
I won't question why so many have died.
My prayers have made it through, yeah.
’Cause with all these things we do...
...It don't matter when I'm coming home to you.
Letters keep me warm,
Helped me through the storm...
...But with all that we've been through,
After all this time I'm coming home to you.
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