.There's a story that my daddy tells religiously
Like clockwork every time he sees an opening
In a conversation about the way things used to be
Well, I'd just roll my eyes and make a beeline for the door>
But I'd always end up starry-eyed, cross-legged on the floor>
Hanging on .
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