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 Lyrics: 
 We were an hour the wrong side of the Avon
When the old van gave up the fight
 You pulled your bags off the back seat
 Left me there, walked into the night
 Now I didn't mind picking up the pieces
 Sorting out the gear waiting for the light
 But standing there on the hard shoulder
 I ran out of strength to make things right
 
 We go back to school in the city
 First in line for the back of the class
 Or out on the field looking for the action
 Buried in a ruck with a punch or a laugh
 You left when you were fifteen
 I stayed on for the safety net
 It broke my fall that cold morning
 You were falling then have you landed yet?
 
 Now surprise no mystery
 What we are or where we're from
 Our lives our history
 In a song
 
 Now I got word you were working
 The bars and the pubs all along the coast
 Well I parked the car and I heard you singing
 My face at the window must have looked like a ghost
 Forget the stuff we wrote together
 No compromise you used to boast
 But hearing you play all that boy band cover trash
 Now that's what really hurts me the most
 No surprise, no mystery
 What we are or where we're from
 No life no history
 In your song
 
 You once said if you don't use it
 You'll wake one day find it gone
 Your guitar is standing in the corner
 Why don't you come around here prove yourself wrong
 We might be a little older now
 Ah you know the heart beat is still as strong
 And anyway I've got this hard shoulder now
 You might wanna lean upon
 
 
		
		
	
 
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