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Billy Strings
William Apostol, Aaron Allen
William Apostol, Aaron Allen

Lyrics

Dirty broken dishes Cigarette burns on the floor She held a look of disbelief And wandered through the door To have a seat and meet the parents of the child That was heading the wrong way And it's probably seven years Since she turned around and hit the road that day Paper tearing off the walls A rotten, moldy sink Well, he wandered to the cupboard Just to fix himself a drink Like there wasn't something wrong Like he couldn't see the sorrow in the soul And it must be seven years Since he tipped his hat and told 'em all "So long" Well, she was so distracted By the color of the room She never thought that she would see Her little flower bloom And take the cards that he was dealt Into the house the big, bad wolf could not blow down And it must be seven years now Since they turned their lives around She said, "Stay on track Don't let me see you lookin' back Never mind what's left behind and don't look back Don't look back" Well the house shrunk in the rearview They left it far behind It faded out of sight Back to the shadows of her mind Like the shards of shattered mirrors Broken pieces scattered o'er the burial ground And it must be seven years now Since they got out of that town She said, "Stay on track Don't let me see you lookin' back Never mind what's left behind and don't look back Don't look back"