Gatherers - Campfires

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I had dream last night
The kind that kills your appetite
I dreamt all the friends I had had died
So don’t take long when it comes now
Not everybody’s gone and your sympathy for me is running dry
And you swore to christ you found god
In the love we made before you lie dead on your lawn
This is where I’m supposed to be with you
So when you get back
I’ll be home
We can have our love
It’s like feeding a dog his bone
So he never leaves his home for the rest of his days