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It's been days since we spoke and I can't keep out of troubleI'm in troubleIt's been days since I spoke to anyone, I'm in trouble. I'm in troublewhat would you keep if you could only keep onewhich one of us would survivewhat would you keep if you could only keep onedon't say no don't pack up and goSunday morning. get on your high horse horse higher higherI feel the cold rain coming down on the roadit follows me around and hollows out my boneseveryday it tracks me down a little moreYou're the only image leftfrom my days without detailand the names and events surround me yetbut I can't figure in what order they wentnow I want you to tell me from beginning to endI want you to tell me where we wentbut now I want you to tell me from beginning to enddon't say you can't oh don't say you cant forgetsunday morning. get on your high horse horse higher higherI dig my hands into the late spring mudI'm left here weaving all the roots into oneI feel alright when I keep my hands occupiedI'm working on passing the time From Letras Mania