In addiction
I lost a lot of old friends to recovery
I was stuck on the same
Principles
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They send our boys
To die like dogs
In the Arabian swelter
Picking out roadside bombs
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Oldies station plays a
Love song although I wasn't there when
Disco died
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All the pain
All the struggle
All the late nights
I stayed awake
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There is a sadness in my eyes
I need not explain
A lonesome whistle blows in the background
A midnight train
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Like weasels they snicker
In dark corners
They laugh at the idealists
The poets
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This philosophical love leads to profound realism
Intensified by nights spent in this prison
Every instant I'm away from you
My deepest love is in limbo
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I have an envy of Adam
I'd give my rib for an Eve
In the garden of Eden
With a god to believe
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You brought me into this world
Kept me safe from harm
I've never known such comfort
As when I was in your arms
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