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Joseph Washington Bryant (born October 19, 1954), nicknamed "Jellybean", is an American former professional basketball player and coach. He played for the Philadelphia 76ers, San Diego Clippers, and Houston Rockets of the National Basketball Association (NBA). He also played for several teams in Italy and one in France. Bryant was the head coach of the WNBA's Los Angeles Sparks from 2005 to 2007 and returned to that position for the remainder of the 2011 WNBA season. Bryant has also coached in Italy, Japan, and Thailand. His son, Kobe Bryant, was inducted into the Basketball Hall of Fame. more »

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You can't see Jupiter from where you are
I can't see mars from way down here
You fell asleep on Ehrick's couch in my arms
I woke under the pool table to you crying
Your brother died with an eighth in his arm

Well I can't see Jupiter from down here
And I can't see you from down here
Well this space alone it will take you home
I'll keep crying for the interstates
(Just) to see you home

In that park you said don't ever stop telling me lies
You said you've got a talent for writing but gave up your life
But you can't see me now from down here
Because you're lying next to your brother your father and his son

Tell me can you see it?
Can you see it?
Can you see me from down here again?

Well you can't see Jupiter from here
The city lights and the tree lines
They can't see your arms
As it goes you'll never be the same
And I lost myself on White Lake that day

When your mother called
Well I missed the call
You went out the same as him
I guess it's all cyclical
I'm sorry I missed your funeral
But I've grown cynical
When it's my turn I hope no shows

We sang hallelujah said here's to the end
It's always the end, it's always the end, it's always the end again.

(I'm so sick of writing endings I'm so tired of the never ending. I'm so sick of writing, i'm so sick of trying. I'm so sick of writing, i'm so sick of dying, i'm so sick of it raining, i'm so tired of the phone ringing, i'm so sick of burying everyone. I'm so sick of writing i'm so sick of writing I'm just trying to reason with myself with a pen. Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again it's just the fucking end.)

We sang hallelujah said here's to the end

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