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I came along to find a little peace of mind |
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neglectin' all my duties, steppin' off that straightened lin |
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now I just sit by my front door filled with indolence and sound |
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it's like I'm watchin' the weeds grow on my brow |
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and I had a pure potential in a soiled white shirt |
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with love enough to kill me, |
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but was unsure of its worth |
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and though the night is sweetened by some rising of the moon |
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I've lived enough to know the battle's never through |
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you pass something down, |
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no matter where or how |
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will there be weeds or wildflowers affixed upon your bows |
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there's a crooked burning cigarette rollin' on your tongue |
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will there be weeds or wildflowers when you're done |
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remember you traveled through the desert, |
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you traveled to the sea |
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lookin' out on some horizon, |
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asking what you mean to me |
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and we all hang around with a free or toiled mind |
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while all of our branches entwine |
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and as I watch the brick erode from day to day |
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the leaves change their colors and the loft fills with hay |
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as a blade of sunshine cuts across my chest |
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the blood beneath boils with unrest |
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you pass something down, no matter where or how |
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will there be weeds or wildflowers affixed upon your bows |
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there's a crooked burning cigarette rollin' on your tongue |
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will there be weeds or wildflowers when you're done |
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blown about by the wind, |
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a worthless little thing |
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but the world can feel the changes of a butterfly's wing |
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and that crooked burning cigarette rollin' on your tongue |
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will leave its weeds before your flowers yet have sprung |