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Intro: D Bm A x2 D Bm D Bm I walk right past his window when the light is growing dim D Bm D Bm He looks away from me and as I glance in at him D Bm D Bm He owns one bed, one bookcase and the television D Bm D Bm He sits and watches and I'm glad I'm not there with him A G There was a time when he was young A G D There was a time when he had no time to regret what he'd done D Bm A (x2) D Bm There are six men on the ground floor D Bm Three stories up and there are sixteen more D Bm And the stories they tell you think you've heard before D Bm But listen closely, to be sure A G There was a time when they were young A G D There was a time when they had no time to regret what they'd done D Bm I see him on the street in the cold D Bm D He nods as if to greet me, I feel too young, and he too old D Bm A (x2) D Bm He is a nameless face to me D Bm This is his hiding place I see D Bm He talks to himself, I can see his breath D Bm Sixteen rooms, sixteen men off the meth A G There was a time when they were young A G D There was a time when they had no time to regret what they'd done
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