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I woke to find the note that I thought
would never be found on my cupboard door
It said that you needed time on your own
somewhere to heal the scars of our home
I knew right then where you had to go
Chorus:
Your papa's front porch
would be there to greet you
as you came runnin down
that old dirt road
it's memories would comfort, hold you and keep you
safe and out of the storm
and that's where you'd go
your papa's front porch
As I screamed down that interstate
howlin your name in the wind
my heart reached out and slammed on the brakes
in a spin rage cannot win
I knew I'd never hurt you again
Time will heal this world that we made
But how high is the price we paid
All I ask is a breath of forgiveness
As I walk away
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