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Sep 2012
There just isn't a love song that says what I'd sing
There just isn't a melody to match what I mean
when I say
There just aren't words that aren't cliched
There just aren't voices that haven't replayed
It just couldn't be written by a pen low as mine
It just couldn't be written, Though surely I've tried
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
(clarkston ga)   
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   Jonathan Batteas and fdg
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