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I Run |
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I run, I run, I run far from |
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You to the apple tree in my yard |
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With my dress all bundled up in my hands |
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Dirt on my feet I am dreaming again. |
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I run, I run, I run far from |
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You to the lilac tree in my yard |
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No more swing set for the girl who is all grown up |
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No more tea parties parades or mothers in love. |
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I hold my breath past the cemetery |
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My brother wins, he can hold it much longer then me |
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Gravel roads make car keys rattle on steering wheels |
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Children and horses, old barns, and old automobiles. |
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I run, I run, I run far from |
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You to the watered streets of Oregon |
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With a coffee cup half full in my hands |
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And I鈥檓 praying my savior would just |
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Place a gun in my hands. |
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I run, I walk, I lie far from |
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Freaks and lying cheats on the tip of my tongue |
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The moon hides in the sky behind rows of tree tops |
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And I鈥檓 wishing I was somewhere up there |
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With the mermaids and stars. |
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I run, I run, I run far from |
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Reality to escape who I鈥檝e become |
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Insanity is close at my back |
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And I鈥檓 getting rather numb from the snakes |
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Who have blurred my vision |
