SEARCHINGAn old man sat at the bar Slumped over on the stool The smell of stale beer spilt on the floor Rising over the echoes of tired tunes playing on the jukebox Dust covered neon lights Flickering the time away. I could of left forty years ago today But I decided to stay The days turned into years Please pass another beer. The old man talked of years gone by I was going to leave one day he said Make something out of my life for me A future, hope, dreams to be But I was to blind to see What was to become of my life. I could of left forty years ago today But I decided to stay The days turned into years Please pass another beer. All I knew was what surrounds me This is my home - A place to be I could of took control of my life A friend tried to show me the way Would mold me a life - A purpose for me My desires, my dreams Made into reality. I could of left forty years ago today But I decided to stay The days turned into years Please pass another beer. Sorry said he - I can't leave today I need to find what I don't have It must be around here, somewhere close, nearby I keep looking for what I can never find If it's here it's hard to see I must keep looking before another day goes by. I could of left forty years ago today But I decided to stay The days turned into years Please pass another beer.
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