Glory

Steven F. Brines, Sam Bush

Fly Through the Country

I won't sit and talk about the old days
They only rust when you put them into words
I won't pretend that they weren't few and poor days
Laughin at myself because it hurts

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It was glory
Lovin like we did
It was glory
Leavin like a kid
And if our hearts are blind now
From the things we had to see
Unspoiled by our wisdom is the glory
That was we

I get nervous around some people
Who always try to re-explain the past
I never felt the need to make you someone else
It don't matter that we didn't last

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There's still nights its hard for me to get to sleep
Thinkin of your face I used to know
But say that it wasn't so and only erase me
And I can't find the words inside my throat

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