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            He nestles in
 Under "his" bridge
 But will not sleep tonight
 Tears fall like rain
 But no one will see
 No one will console
 No one will care
 No oneForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0
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            My hope died as people spit on me,
 called me a murder and refused to
 acknowledge me. No I'm no hero,
 but I was a soldier. I'm a man damn it,
 but no hears me because they are afraid
 to look at me, to look upon the reminder
 of what they call defeat.
 God Bless America for I will always love
 you, even if you can't see me.
 No one understands the voices in my head.
 No one cares that I am not dead.
 No one
 No one
 Red, White and Blue.SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.0
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            His love of the red, white & blue
 Ingrained in him
 Why then, oh why
 Has his country forsaken him?Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0
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            we're so "rhyme-y" on herei feel so high, the sky i scrape0
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            He served in Korea
 Time had to be done
 Grew up in the household
 Not very much fun
 Dealing with his demons
 A choice he'd never regret
 Where is the fucking time
 For a Korean vet?
 Not that the US soldier
 Were not brave and dutiful too
 The government down there
 Turns a tighter screw
 Brothers and now sisters
 Who have fought in a war
 Bring back horrible memories
 What dirty tricks the brain has in-storeYou've changed your place in this world!0
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            Some memeories last forever
 Thoughts still a prisoner of war
 And a peaceful, decent, restful sleep
 Is all he wishes forForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0
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            he heads for the shelter
 to claim a bed for the night
 he can feel the air changing,
 its going to snow later tonight.
 Too bad he didn't know
 the shelter was gone.
 It was burnt down last night
 by people unknown.
 he heads for the shelter to claim a bed.SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.0
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            bloodied footprints in snow
 tell of sorrowful stumbling
 beating a path back through his years
 but no one sees
 no one deciphers his time
 no one lays a grain of love
 at his front door.
 he listens for words
 that will never be spokenSome people have to have the sultry evenings Cocktails in the blue, red and grey But I like every minute of the day.
 INTER-FUCKING-MISSION!!!
 Newcastle-Riverside 02/22/92!!!
 E.rutherford New Jersey 01/06/06
 Athens -Greece.survived !barely-
 Wembley 18/06/07- no words- just smiles!0
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            And so he speaks them to himself
 He understands them
 But passers-by
 Wonder why?
 They shake their heads
 They fear his look
 They fear his words
 They do not understand
 They think he is a mad manForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0
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            Where do I rest tonight
 my head is full and my body cold.
 Where do I rest tonight?
 As he stumbles through the snow.SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.0
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            His footsteps dissapering
 Like those who pass him
 Wishing he would
 He lies down
 The snow a lovely blanket
 So white
 So pure
 So cleanForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0
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            and so mean,
 as he begins to shiver.
 wondering if this will be
 his last night,
 as the sky glows and
 the dark envelops him.SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.0
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            He fights the closing of his eyes
 It is not a stranger that he fears
 The strain of life and living
 Closing in on less yearsYou've changed your place in this world!0
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            the fleeting years weigh heavy on his
 mind nights like this, he seems to see
 clear the memories of family, friends,
 and one summer of college beer days.
 O Canada, O Canada, I should have went
 but that red, white and blue always knew
 I could never say no, hell I didn't have
 the connections any way. Thank you
 he tries to nod as an extra blanket is
 placed upon him.SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.0
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            Oh Canada
 You are a true free nation
 For now
 Please don't ever go the way of our southern neighbour
 For greed is not a good thing
 You can only take the best for "so long"
 Before those words echo in your headYou've changed your place in this world!0
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            Greed
 A wicked black pit
 Always wanting more
 A hunger
 Never satedForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0
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            My god the backyard needs to be weeded
 Another getaway is needed
 The voices in his head pleaded
 Ideas have already been seededYou've changed your place in this world!0
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            Inside his skull
 They grow
 They form
 Take shape
 Until they bloom
 And spew forth from his gaping mawForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0
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            Ah, oh, *pause*
 Mind gone blank
 Need a vaction
 Get a tan
 I should drive a tankYou've changed your place in this world!0
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            Sure, drive a tank
 I'll call you Sherman
 Drive it to the desert
 Then you can get a tan
 And think about sand
 And where you stand
 And green eggs and hamForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0
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