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  • Sunday mornings were your favorite
    I used to meet you down on Woods Creek road
    You did your hair up like you were famous
    Even though it`s only church where we were goin
    Now Sunday mornings I just sleep in
    It`s like I buried my faith with you
    screaming at a god I don`t know if I believe in
    Cause I don`t know what else I can do
    I`m still holding on
    To everything that`s dead and gone
    I don`t wanna say goodbye
    cause this one means forever
    Now you`re in the stars
    And six feet`s never felt so far
    Here I am alone between the heavens
    and the embers
    Oh it hurts so hard
    For a million different reasons
    You took the best of my heart
    And left the rest in pieces
    Digging through your old birthday letters
    A crumpled 20 still in the box
    I don`t think that
    I could ever find a way to spend it
    Even if it`s the last 20 that I`ve got
    I`m still holding on
    To everything that`s dead and gone
    I don`t wanna say goodbye
    cause this one means forever
    Now you`re in the stars
    And six feet`s never felt so far
    Here I am alone between the heavens
    and the embers
    Oh it hurts so hard
    For a million different reasons
    You took the best of my heart
    And left the rest in pieces
    I`m still holding holding holding on
    I`m still holding holding holding on
    I`m still holding holding holding on
    I`m still still holding on
    I`m still holding on
    To everything that`s dead and gone
    I don`t wanna say goodbye
    cause this one means forever
    Now you`re in the stars
    And six feet`s never felt so far
    Here I am alone between the heavens
    and the embers
    Oh it hurts so hard
    For a billion different reasons
    You took the best of my heart
    And left the rest in pieces