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Don't Let It FlyEarly morningThe crows are calling I left myself on the other side Now I'm waiting for something To get me out of anything Or whatever kind of mess I got myself in again Dawn again And the funny thing is You never know how good you got it Until it goes bad So babe don't get mad Don't let it fly this time I'm only trying to be your friend Early warnings The funeral mourners Are putting on their stuff to get together For that same old dance When it's someone's last Don't let it fly this time I'm only trying to be your friend I give you days and days and days and I'm Only trying to be your friend |