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No man is an island.                                                                                                                                                                

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Windows and Doors 
Avrim Max Topel, Jason Severs, Jody Sloan,

He could see it right away, I was busy building walls  
Wasn’t dirt under my fingernails and I wasn’t wearing overalls 
Was the way I was orderin’ double rounds round here at 2:00 p.m.  
He’d seen him me here a hundred times but never seen me with a friend  

You’d think I’d know his name by now, he damn sure knows mine
He never has that much to say but there’s wisdom in his eyes
I can tell he has a story one I probably should’ve asked
I was holed up in my own little world, drowning in a glass

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I wasn’t there to hear him preach 
I wasn’t payin’ him for advice  
I was payin’ him for top shelf whiskey  
Lies poured over ice, 
He wasn’t there to judge me 
When I ordered up one more  
But he said, I can’t watch this kid, 
And went off to sweep his floors,  
He said go on and build your walls son, 
but don’t forget the windows and the doors  
 
I sat there on that barstool, and I let those words sink in
I’d been pushin’ everyone away, ‘n I was doin’ it to him  
Didn’t happen in an instant, it took a little time  
But one by one those bricks I laid started comin’ down that night  

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I walked out to that parking lot and sat there in my truck  
I watched him turn off the neon sign and lock those front doors up  

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