that winter was dead times.
Appealing rhymes,
tearful goodbyes,
your daughter cries
cause she was tired on the day out.
and on the way to the mall,
you'd give a call,
the wall did fall,
Laramie Lumberjacks scored a goal,
but after all
you can't be sure if it's a right time.
last summer left you confused.
your mind been set loose,
but you recall every bruise,
you recall every blues
that you'd got from those times.
Laramie Lumberjacks
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