My father is crying
Over there on the grass
If only this low-lying
Fog would just pass
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The suit that he's wearing
Came right off the shelf
And the story he's sharing
I could tell it myself
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His hair is all white now
Fine silk in the breeze
He's looking as slight now
As these deciduous trees
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I can’t take my eyes off
Of you just in case
You pull my disguise off
And see there his face
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We can't stop for long here, I'm sorry
But we want to pay our respects
Before the long drive
And we confess our sins at your bedside
Because you can only haunt us
While you're alive
There's no talking politics
With the McKenzie side
Might as well toss your olive sticks
Into the Great Divide
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We say that we love them
That we don't get to choose
We say it quite often
Though it’s probably a ruse
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If only we were strangers
With no hidden fears
With no lurking dangers
Behind dental veneers
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We know how this ends
A mock to the ambitious
We take our amends
And bury them with our last wishes
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credits
from Reunion,
released February 20, 2021
Scott Schoenberg: Vocals, electric guitars, bass guitar, percussion, drums
Gavin Ross: Samples
Tino Marrufo: Drums
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