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I carried a bag of rock and stone full of memory of our family Aboard a plane to Tulsa Five years of waiting for his life to end suddenly Tearing its way through me All of the way to Tulsa It's not enough, it's not enough, it's not enough It's not enough to know you through them I walk through a door of a living room that I do not know To a couch where he slept alone In the bone yards of the house that Jack built My brothers were sorting through his fine shoes and fine colognes Pictures of our childhood home The glory of the house that Jack built It's not enough, it's not enough, it's not enough It's not enough to know you through them Purple Hearts and racing cars and the words for her you wrote Your deal was raw, but you loved us all, and we know it note for note
Now they tell us of your life until the end, your sister and your best friend The stories are a revelation All of a brother and a sailor and an honorable man A boy drivin' as fast as he can To this man I have no relation It's not enough, it's not enough, it's not enough It's not enough, it's not enough, it's not enough It's not enough, it's not enough, it's not enough It's not enough to know you through them Purple Hearts and racing cars and the words for her you wrote Your deal was raw, but you loved us all, and we know it note for note Purple Hearts and racing cars and the words for her you wrote Your deal was raw, but you loved us, Pa, and we know it note for note
I carried a bag of rock and stone
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