All I Could Do

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I had a show a few weeks ago
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it's getting harder and harder to sing
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and it is hard to focus on my guitar
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playing when inside a baby is kicking

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At first I was sad and scared
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cause this is all I know how to do
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then John and Peter played standing up
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sometimes something will change and that change will change you.

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Then I thought back to six years ago
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when Brian Pilkton told me to play
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he gave me a car, a typewriter, a guitar
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before that all I could do was count days.

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Then I thought back to before my coma
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rehab in Tacoma, my junkie roommates
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all that I knew how to do was put cigarettes
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out on my self, I took pills and I drank.

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And I thought back to when I was 15
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how I was squeaky clean, and I wanted to die
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I was feeding the homeless while combating loneliness
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all that I could do was keep living a lie.

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Then I think back to that 12 year old poet
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how she didn't know it was what she would be
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all she could do was hide under her bed
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scared to death that somebody might read her diary

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See I have changed and I'll keep on changing
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and maybe my songwriting will suffer
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but its okay if at the end of the day
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all i can do next is just be a good mother
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its okay if at the end of the day
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all i can do next is be a good mother.