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Apr 2015
The moons so bright tonight
I wonder where I'll go
I walk the streets of town
But I walk them alone

I fight the cold off
With a bottle and a prayer
No clue where I'm going
Or if i'll make it there.

The silence of the empty town
Echoes in my mind
The snowflakes frozen in midair
For the rest of time

I find an empty alleyway
And then I settle in
I go to sleep so freezing cold
And don't wake up again

They find me in the morning light
Covered up with snow
No job, no home, no family
I had no place to go.
D minor
C  G
DMinor
C   G
Sing like townes van Zandt
Jonathan Firmin
Written by
Jonathan Firmin  Boone, NC
(Boone, NC)   
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