From the new album "The Difference Between Hell and Home". Buy the album: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/dif...
The second song from Counterparts' new album "The Difference Between Hell and Home".
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Born of two; raised by four. I guess I took it all for granted, and only three remain.
And even though you're wounded, I know that you're still here.
And I don't blame you, you just can't face the change,
We spend our golden years as living ghosts. Caught in a constant state of purgatory.
We are only burdened by our memories until the day that they cease to exist and we follow shortly after.
Although I wonder if at any time, our minds fell upon the same plane.
I'm sure it's true, I just wish I had a chance to go back and appreciate it.
But we'll always have the winter, and the snow that got trapped behind the glass.
You may be only a shell of the man you used to be, but I love you just the same
and I will until the day you're gone.
I just never know if I'm communicating with you or the disease.
And even though I curse the idea of an afterlife, I still hope you're taken care of.
You deserve to be in peace. Please don't forget my face.
I won't forget to remember you.