When you've been to a few too many funerals lately.
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Ode to the old
Well, I've been on this earth for a while now.
So here I am about to tell you how
I know the winter turns into spring
And old sinners they keep on worshiping
And I know those storms they always pass
like the sunrise's, the sunsets
None of these really matter anymore
If you don't know what you're living for
When the end becomes your friend you don't feel a thing
Sympathy's don't pull on heartstrings
That day will come, you won't belong in that land
You the stranger, to not remember, you were a man
Usually, it only hurts when I laugh
It's so damn hard to understand
What time has done to me is wrong
Its time for me to travel on
They took off my shoes, shirt, and pants
Laid me flat, I can't go back
The morphine it ran cold through my veins
With my last goodbye to everything
My last goodbye
My last goodbye