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Savannah, you look so pretty today
I gotta go, though, and be on my way
But I'll be back, honey, that's a fact
With a laugh on my face and a guitar on my back
I make friends almost every single day
We talk a lot, man, 'cause there's a lot to say
But sometimes, I let my silence become the conversation

And when there's nothing better
We talk about the weather outside
And I know it seems like screaming
But, man, I'm only dreaming in time

Savannah, how's it been so long?
But I'm back, babe, with a brand new song
And a stage, a couple dozen who've paid
Most have gone, but you stayed, you stayed

And when there's nothing better
We'd sit and watch the weather outside
And I know it seems like screaming
But, man, I'm only dreaming in time

You've come a long, long way, man
I never thought you'd make it out alive
If I had my guess, when we were younger
You'd be dead by now
But here we are now
Just two faces in the crowd now
Now, now
I used to practice what I'd have to say at your funeral
And have dreams in which you die
And maybe you did, but either way, you're an angel now
And after so long, you're familial, like blood
And the conversation hangs between us
And when we fall silent, the air fills up with love
Oh, when there's nothing better
Talk about the weather outside

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