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Artist- Gregory Alan Isakov

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.You were a phonograph, I was a kid
I sat with an ear close, just listening
I was there when the rain tapped her way down your face
You were a miracle, I was just holding your space

Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face
The past, she is haunted, the future.

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