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Did you ever make it back to Byron Bay
The day you told me to quit drinkin'?
And thinkin' that I's gonna die before thirty
Your mom was so worried about
All those kids in the house tearin' picture frames down
Our fathers were never around when we were younger
So clean the house, clear the drawers, mop the floors, stand tall
Like no one's ever been here before or at all
And don't you mention all the inches that are scraped on the doorframe
Fighting, living, dying
For what? For freedom?
That for which men have fought since time began, to be free
And I've been meaning to tell you
I think your house is haunted
Your dad is always mad and that must be why
And I think you should come live with
Me and we can be pirates
Then you won't have to cry
Or hide in the closet
And just like a folk song
Our love will be passed on
Tonight
We are young
So let's set the world on fire
We can burn brighter than the sun
But I looked to the sky and said
Please I've been on my knees
Change the prophecy
Don't want money
Just someone who wants my company
Let it once be me
Who do I have to speak to
About if they can redo the prophecy?
It's always half and never whole
You've begun to feel like home, yeah
But what's mine is yours to leave or take
What's mine is yours to make your own
