The streets are deep, break the birth of manners
Paving stones and Sunday morning loans
It sure looks dirty when I hit your bones
I'm so glad you made it
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'll drive you home, you look so pale
I'll pay you back, I'll pay you back

Buy you coffee, you're not going to fail
This time you hit the surface pretty hard
I'm so glad you made it
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
Save all your crying till later
Let your morning run its course
Save all your crying till later
Let your morning run its course
We're meant to offer generation who you've left behind
Sure looks guilty when nightfall hits us hard
We all need faith
When the day starts to fall

When the days turn cold
You made it
Feel free to use my show
Now you get on your knees
You've learned a lesson
Now you get on your knees
You've learned a lesson
Now you take on the long journey
Enough taking in turn
Be a-boarding in the morning
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Thank you.
Thank you.