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The Start To This May Be The End To Another
A Realization Of How It's Always Been
What Did You Say?... I'm Sorry, My Eyes Are On Fire
Half Empty? Half Full? I Never Got A Glass To Start With
What The Weatherman Forgot To Tell You
No Better Way To Show Your Love Than A Set Of Broken Legs
Why Bother Wondering When Wondering's All You Got
The Passing Of America
I Wish I Was There To See The Way It Was Supposed To Be
Tonight, I'm Gone...