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Brooks Was Here

from Set Sail by Anchoress

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Whether young or golden with age,
Some birds aren't meant to be caged.

He lost his way, lost to pressure and time,
Eight bullets and a cheating wife.
Got locked inside, blamed for the crime.
The walls whisper, "You're mine for life."

These walls, they'll eat you alive.
Like a flower, of the sun deprived.
These walls, they'll eat you alive.

Whether born free men or bound by shackle and chain,
There's places in the world that aren't made of stone.
Whether in death, dreams, or redemption
We're all just looking for somewhere to call home.

There's places in the world that aren't made of stone,
We're all just looking for somewhere to call home.

Do your time, leave your mark.
Scratch your name into the bark.
You're not alone, friend, have no fear.
Never forget that Brooks was here.

Hope is a good thing,
And good things never die.

Get busy livin' or get busy dyin'.
That's goddamn right.

There's places in the world that aren't made of stone,
We're all just looking for somewhere to call home.

Do your time, leave your mark.
Scratch your name right into that bark.
You're not ever alone, love, have no fear.
Never forget: Brooks was here.

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from Set Sail, released May 14, 2013

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Vancouver Punk since 2010.

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