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Colder Stillfriend winter / knows solace / a cruel mistress

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Jan 1, 2010

Hard Times Comin' Your WayTimes are hard. / Times you, times me. / But time heals all wounds.

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Nov 16, 2011

Sailin' OnI've missed her / Yet a love hate eccentric / All rolled up in concrete arms

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Nov 16, 2011

ShinolaThese swords leave scores / of sores of course. / And scars that rise by and by .

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Jan 4, 2012

You don't know what love is, until you've learned the meaning of the blues.We can hold hands, / Until the stones go cold. / And we can cast them at glass houses.

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Nov 16, 2011

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