I missed the freedom bus again.
Lost in the wilderness again.
I missed the freedom bus again,
The last train to happiness.
I missed the freedom bus again.
How many times have I opened up my mouth,
Let the drink pour in,
And the words pour out.
We've been together since the 7th of September,
But you know I find these numbers never easy to remember.
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How many nights have we stared up to the sky,
Watch the tears pour out,
And the drink run dry.
Our life together was like summer in December,
But you know I find these seasons never easy to remember.
The ghost you had to pay,
On every other day,
In here until you die.