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I wake in the night and I want to write about what we went through
I've been lying still for weeks
Got this new piano, and its older than my dad
But it sings the way I think so I stay at home and play
I get in and out some of these days
I'd rather swing below this old red tree
But I get tired, yeah I've seen too much
I aint got a dollar to my name but full of stories I am
I ramble on about love and her and her
There were two of them, one left and one died
One year in the life, you know I lost everything
But I found a new home in the women I belong to
They make me tired, yeah I've seen too much
I aint never been so alone and I've never felt so cold
And i swear that I want love more than I want gold
I'd trade it all for one more story with you
Or one more kiss with her, one more year innocent
And there was a time not so long ago when I knew I had the world
Oh I held it close, close enough to let me go
It made me tired, yeah I've seen too much
Yeah I've seen too much
I said ayayay..
My past swings away from me as I swing beneath this old red tree
Been swinging here for years now
And I've swung through their deaths and weddings and confessed love
To the women I belong to
My mothers getting older and she watched colder winters as we age
Who does she belong to
I bet she's tired, bet she's seen too much
Im tired, you know I've seen too much
Im tired, I've seen too much