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Congratulations brother, you have won
I can't deny that I'm impressed
How confident you sound and all
But I was so sure - correct me if I'm wrong
You were my voice of rhyme and reason
Now you are just a bitter song

Those were the days, the pines, the forlorn shores
The pebbles on the rocky bottom
Reminders of the broken words
A cellophane wrapped postcard with no addressee
I carry in my inner pocket.
Never learn — wash, rinse, repeat

We are what we are
I leave the rest to you
All apologies are the seasoning for the wounds
It took time - the worst kind
Now I wake up with a smile
'cuz we had the days
Memories are forever mine

Those were the days, the pines, the forlorn shores
The pebbles on the rocky bottom —
Another year of "so it goes"
So congratulations brother, you have won
I didn't know it was a contest,
Hope the prize will make you whole

But we are what we are
I leave the rest to you
All apologies are the seasoning for the wounds
It took time — the worst kind —
Now I wake up with a smile
'cuz we had the days
Memories are forever mine
We both should be fine

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from Ludovican /​/​/ Forlorn Shores, released May 27, 2018

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