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Mama always warned her to walk on the right side of the road Oncoming traffic at least shows its hand Instead of that blindsight No use for hindsight Fine china shatters just as easily Goodbye sweet young thing Sandpaper hands caress the face No need to learn the lesson Wide eyes bear the truth I'm guessing Why do I have to be right this time Prized possessions die just as easily Goodbye sweet young thing Blindsight keeps me off the road Father figure strained by allegation Good intentions mean less than ever now Goodbye sweet young thing Micah Robinson - Guitar Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals John Makarewicz - Drums Steve Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals