Flesh and blood
Don't mean love
There's nothing I can do
Flesh and blood
Can't seem to overcome
No, not the same as you
When all that you see is
The remainder of all the pieces
Of everything you've been without
And you're still holding
To everything that you could do without
Flesh and blood
How deep it runs
Just like a rivulet
Flesh and blood
Building a house in mud
Convinced the structure's set
When all that you keep
Is a picture framed in skin deep
With all the corners sanded down
You call a memory
A scrap of paper faded out
Flesh and blood
Flesh and blood
Flesh and blood
Flesh and bone
Don't build a home
And family
Is up to me
Alive and alone
Are patterns sewn
So guide the string
Of your destiny
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