So Long - Counterpunch
I'm down at the end
The end of my rope
Hanging by a thread
And I can't recall
How I got here at all
Things were so grand
Dreams were so big
The hurdles in between
Seemed small to me
Now they're everything I see eclipsing me
But there's no turning back as I patiently wait
For the overburdened sole to drop it's weight
It's dreams like this that kill a man
It's dreams like this that make me say
So long goodbye my friend
You're never gonna make it
Never gonna make it on your own
So long goodbye my friend
You're never gonna make it
Never gonna make it on your own
Please don't speak and make this harder than it has to be
On either one of us
Don't think I haven't thought about it
So much time I've spent here wondering just where you're at
Are you here with me
Can you hear me now or never
The wasted years and sleepless nights
Has led me here to a dream that just might kill a man
It's dreams like this that make me say
So long goodbye my friend
You're never gonna make it
Never gonna make it on your own
So long goodbye my friend
You're never gonna make it
Never gonna make it on your own
Goodbye to second chances
The scales haven't tipped your way
I've heard it all before
It's a tired story
The road least traveled might not be your way
Might not be your way
Might not be your way
Might not be your way
So long goodbye my friend
You're never gonna make it
Never gonna make it on your own
So long goodbye my friend
You're never gonna make it
Never gonna make it on your own
So long goodbye my friend
You're never gonna make it
Never gonna make it on your own
So long goodbye my friend
You're never gonna make it
Never gonna make it on your own
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