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Your swords grown old and rusty <br />
Underneath the rising sun <br />
Its locked up like a trophy <br />
Foretting all the things its done <br />
All though its been a long time <br />
You’re right back where you started from <br />
I see it in your eyes <br />
Now you’re giving up the gun <br />
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When I was 17 <br />
I had wrists like steel <br />
And I felt complete <br />
And now my body fades <br />
Behind my brass charade (?) <br />
And I’m obsolete <br />
But if the change remains <br />
To see those better days <br />
I go to canons now (?) <br />
My ears are blown to bits <br />
From all the rivalries <br />
Still I crave that sound <br />
<br />
Your swords grown old and rusty <br />
Underneath the rising sun <br />
Its locked up like a trophy <br />
Foretting all the things its done <br />
And though its been a long time <br />
You’re right back where you started from <br />
I see it in your eyes <br />
Now you’re giving up the gun <br />
<br />
I heard you play guitar <br />
Down at a city bar <br />
With (?) <br />
You talk (?) <br />
In a garbage style (?) <br />
Used to save the night <br />
You felt the coming wave <br />
dont (?) be brave <br />
You said you wouldn’t flinch <br />
But in the years that passed <br />
Since I saw you last <br />
You haven’t moved an inch <br />
<br />
Your swords grown old and rusty <br />
Underneath the rising sun <br />
Its locked up like a trophy <br />
Foretting all the things its done <br />
And though its been a long time <br />
You’re right back where you started from <br />
I see it in your eyes <br />
Now you’re giving up the gun <br />
I see you shining your way <br />
Go on go on go on

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