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Don Henley Inside Job My Thanksgiving (don henley/stan lynch/jai winding) A lot of things have happened Since the last time we spoke Some of them are funny Some of 'em ain't no joke And i trust you will forgive me If i lay it on the line I always thought you were a friend of mine Sometimes i think about you I wonder how you're doing now And what you're going through The last time i saw you We were playing with fire We were loaded with passion And a burning desire For every breath, for every day of living And this is my thanksgiving Now the trouble with you and me, my friend Is the trouble with this nation Too many blessings, too little appreciation And i know that kind of notion¡ºwell, it just ain't cool So send me back to sunday school Because i'm tired of waiting for reason to arrive It's too long we've been living These unexamined lives I've got great expectations I've got family and friends I've got satisfying work I've got a back that bends For every breath, for every day of living This is my thanksgiving Have you noticed that an angry man Can only get so far Until he reconciles the way he thinks things ought to be With the way things are Here in this fragmented world, i still believe In learning how to give love, and how to receive it And i would not be among those who abuse this privilege Sometimes you get the best light from a burning bridge And i don't mind saying that i still love it all I wallowed in the springtime Now i'm welcoming the fall For every moment of joy Every hour of fear For every winding road that brought me here For every breath, for every day of living This is my thanksgiving For everyone who helped me start And for everything that broke my heart For every breath, for every day of living This is my thanksgiving |
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