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Same Boat We Row

Album: Rare Americans Durasi: 2:40

You never met one of your grandpas

Never met one of mine

Thirty seven years since my dad's dad died

It was pain

It was shock

It was way too soon

He's watch down on your hot air balloon

A year before big Johnny died

Absolutely brutal on your mom and I

Can we save our souls

Can we get outta this hole

Spring in the air

Happen tights back

Expand the territory

Build up the stack

Summer is sweating

It's sporting a tan

Testing the limits, make the most of the land

Autumn is celebrating, saying goodbye

Prepare the inevitable, getting ready to die

Winter is bearing and lacking in light

The present is frozen, but the future is bright

It was hospital visits and watching your phone

It was knowing soon that your mom will be alone

Overdue sharing and spilling our guts

Coming to terms, assessing the cuts

Heavy heart questions, no answer in sight

Child hood memories, and adult spite

Rearview mirrors, a lookway ahead

No equilibrium, can't get out of bed

Man, it fucks up the head, man it fucks up the head

I see you, I see me

I can't wait to show

I see you, I see me

Same boat we row

I see you, I see me

Same boat we row

Same boat we row, we row, we row, we row, we row

Same boat we row

Life fucks with your head, life fucks with your head

I see you, I see me

I can't wait to show

I see you, I see me

Same boat we row

I see you, I see me

Same boat we row

Same boat we row, we row, we row, we row, we row

Same boat we row