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A Civil Wars Barton Hollow

There's a note underneath your front door That I wrote twenty years ago Yellow paper and a faded picture And a secret in an envelope There's no reasons

Haven't you seen me sleepwalking? 'Cause I've been holding your hand Haven't you noticed me drifting? Oh, let me tell you I am Tell me it's nothing And

wish you'd hold me when I turn my back The less I give, the more I get back Ooh, your hands can heal, your hands can bruise I don't have a choice but

'm a dead man walking You keep walking, running, running for miles Keep walking, running, running for miles Keep walking, running, running for miles Ain't going back to Barton Hollow

There's a pub on the south side of town Time stands still while there's still wine around She's the one left out in the cold The one who's always and

this friend I don't think you know her She sings a simple song It sounds a lot like his Oh, I've got this friend Holding onto her heart Like it's a