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Fred Jones Part 2 By BenFolds :

Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark
There's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall
He's cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes
Things that remind him: 'Life has been good'

Twenty-five years
He's worked at the paper
A man's here to take him downstairs
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
It's time

There was no party, there were no songs
'Cause today's just a day like the day that he started
Noone has left here that knows his first name
And life barrels on like a runaway train
Where the passengers change
They don't change anything
You get off; someone else can get on

And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
It's time

Streetlight shines through the shades
Casting lines on the floor, and lines on his face
He reflects on the day

Fred gets his paints out and goes to the basement
Projecting some slides onto a plain white
Canvas and traces it
Fills in the spaces
He turns off the slides, and it doesn't look right
Yeah, and all of these bastards
Have taken his place
He's forgotten but not yet gone

And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
It's time
lost thats thy's girlfriends nick name. her last name is fredrick i think so they call her fred. 011003
silentbob friedrich? really? 011004
l o s t yeah i think so. her first name is kelsey and i cant remember how to spell her last but i think it's fredrick. 011004
silentbob there's a lot of friedrich's in my hometown, they're a huge family. my closest_friend is a friedrich 011005
Aimee trina's lizard... lol 011005
petit potiron In the beginning, Fred loves you when you come to him, but if you stay too long with him, he hits you on the back of the head and steals all your money.

You can kill Fred, over and over, he has many lives.

Fred, like grace, makes beauty from ugly things.

Oh, I should say, Fred is my nickname for beer.
who i am doesnt matter anymore im affraid that im losing touch with the fred i once knew. fred has grown and shows many different sides now. i do not hate the fred i know now, just miss the comfert of the old one. wondering what happend and why it drifted away...
or could it be that fred is carving away the inside of me, trying to get out, and i just push her farther and farther away to almost be forgotten.

i miss fred.
what's it to you?
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