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GTrying to Dchange mEmy mind about how everything went GWhen the historiaEmn on the radio said GThere is nothing in thEme world more dangerous D Than a defeated aEmrmy headed home, stay inside, civilian DAll I can tell from this old Crock is someEmone is buriedD here The joggers are the only ones coCming in and Emthey just keep Don goiGng C
GAt night I thinEmk I have trouble telling GBats from birEmds--now I see GLike cut-up bitsEm of paper GLike little pairs Emof scissors DThey tumble from the bridge CUp and into theEm dark DThought up by a minCd that must've been EmA kind of sinister questiGon mark Em C D C
GFather gets up at 4 a.Cm DTo post a motivational video on YCoutube again G"People of the world, nobody loCves you DHalf as much as I Half as much as I am trCying to"
GOn the train home I aEmm hoping GThat I get to be veryEm old DAnd when I'm old I'll only seEme people from my past GAnd they all will be happy Emto see me
DWe all wCill remeEmmber thiDngs the same [x16]