I've never been too good with names.
The cellar door was open, I could never stay away.
I know it's prob'ly not my place.
It's either or, I'm hoping for a simple way to say.
It's a shame about Ray.
In the stone, under the dust, his name is still engraved.
Some things need to go away.
It's a shame about Ray.
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If I make it through today,