Wrecking Ball Down in the years and I can’t go back. A weary traveler shouldering his pack. The sun’s gone down and the water’s turned black. The smoke of this fire is burning my eyes. I turned coals and thought through my lies. A long time passing and those short goodbyes. I’m on the hook for too many things. Time to bring out the tissues and stri…
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