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I thought about
Leaving, but I couldn't even get outta bed
Hitchin', but I couldn't get a ride outta town
Now, anyone who really wanted me to be down,
Come 'round.

Thought about
Singin', but I couldn't remember all of the words
Breakin, but I couldn't get the pieces apart
Laughin', never knowing what the joke was about
Now I'm down.

And I wonder how I never got the Burn
and if I'm ever gonna learn
How lonely people make a life-
One strain at a time.

Forgot about
Everything and everyone I needed before
Tryin' to get a handle on a reason to shine
Pickin' up the pieces that are falling behind
Takes time

So I wonder how I never got the Burn
And if I'm ever gonna learn
How lonely people make a life
One strain at a time.

One strain at a time...

And of course, Ben Folds Five...

Here I stand- Sad and free.
I can't cry, and I can't see
What I've done.
Oh God, what have I done?

I poured my heart out.
It evaporated... see?

Blind man on a canyon's edge
of a Panoramic scene
Or maybe I'm a kite
That's flying high & random
Dangling a string
Or slumped over in a vacant room
Head on a stranger's knee
I'm sure back home
They think I've lost my mind.

Here I stand: Sad and free. I can't cry...

Sad and free.

I love watching Matt and Becca plan their wedding, I love getting to know the woman who will be my sister, and knowing she will be an unbelievably beautiful bride.

I hate how easy it was to say, "Oh, don't worry about me bringing a date to the wedding."

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