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Stand by... Stand by...
All that we've been thru
All we can't undo
I'm picking out the songs to set the mood
They'll play them at a funeral for you
I have been the only friend
I have stayed untill the end
I'm telling you my brother I am through
It's a measure of pity
That I won't carry...
I won't carry
It's a matter of duty
But I won't carry...
I won't carry you
Most of us have our secrets
One deep-rooted mark we can't remove
I'm guessing yours still owns you
I can't dig up mine to bury you...
I have been the only friend
I have stayed untill the end
I'm telling you my brother I am thru
I will lie with the guilty
But I won't carry...
I won't carry...
It's a measure of bad dreams
But I won't carry... I won't carry you
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