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Letra
There's an angel on my shoulder
She drags me 'cross the border
Of the thin line that divides up my desires and my morals
Her voice is like no other
She sounds just like my mother
And it keeps me on the better side
In my heart there is a wisdom
For when I'm smart enough to listen
It's strength and intuition
Through the hardest of decisions
And I hold that like an honor
It's passed down from my father
And it keeps me on the better sidе
I wish I could give back what you gave
But you wouldn't want that anyway, so
I'll exist in dеbts unpaid
By bequest, here's my best
Can we call it thanks?
By bequest, here's my best
Can we call it thanks
There's a softness in my spirit
On my best days, you can hear it
It's fearlessness against this life's impending disappearance
Its a faith in something bigger
I stole that from my sister
It keeps me on that better side
There's an empathy in leaving
An understanding through deceiving
A trust in falling out of touch
Then picking up the pieces
'Cause no one really knows you
Like the ones you grew up close to
To keep you on the better side
I wish I could give back what you gave
But you wouldn't want that anyway, so
I'll exist in debts unpaid
By bequest, here's my best
Can we call it thanks?
By bequest, here's my best
Can we call it thanks?
I stood in the basement
At your visitation
I thanked you in silence
I made up my mind then
This fate that
We're finite
It's a wave from the skyline
So hold me like you know we're in the undertow
I thank you, forever
'Til everything ends
By bequest, here's the lesson
The best I can give
I wish I could give back what you gave
But you wouldn't want that anyway, so
I'll exist in debts unpaid
By bequest, here's my best
Can we call it thanks?
By bequest, here's my best
Can we call it thanks?
Writer(s): John Muirhead
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