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Father's hands are lined with dirt from long days in the fieldMother's hands are serving meals in a café on Main StreetWith mouths to feed... just tryin' to keep clothing on our backs And all I hear about... is how it's so bad It's too bad, it's stupidToo bad, too late, so wrong, so longIt's too bad we had no time to rewindLet's walk, let's talk You left without saying goodbye, although I'm sure you triedYou call the house from time to time to make sure we're aliveBut you weren't there right when I needed you the mostAnd now I dream about it... and how it's so bad It's too bad, it's stupidToo bad, too late, so wrong, so longIt's too bad we had no time to rewindLet's walk, let's talk It's so bad, it's too bad, it's stupidIt's too late, so wrong, so longIt's too bad we had no time to rewindLet's walk, let's talk Father's hands are lined with guilt from tearing us apartGuess it turned out in the end, just look at where we areWe made it out......we still got clothing on our backsAnd now I scream about it......and how it's so bad, it's so bad, it's so bad It's too bad, it's stupidToo bad, too late, so wrong, so longIt's too bad we had no time to rewindLet's walk, let's talk It's so bad, it's too bad, it's stupidIt's too late, so wrong, so longIt's too bad we had no time to rewindLet's walk, let's talkLong time, let's walk, let's talk
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