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Someday I'll toss all your presents |
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And bury the letters left unsent |
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'Cause it's bad to do what's easy just 'cause it's easy |
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And I wanna do what pleases me but I can't |
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And the road she'd roll |
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Round the side of the mountain with nowhere to go |
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But the heart we know when it's loving |
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It's leaning toward being alone |
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Someday I'll find the mind to mend it |
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And make dry these eyes I've gotten wet |
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'Cause it's bad to do what's easy just 'cause it's easy |
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And I wanna do what pleases me but I can't, oh no |
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The crow, he'd mow |
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Half the grass on the knoll with nowhere to go |
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But the heart we know when it's needing |
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It's careening toward being alone |
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And the oats we sow |
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They could seed on forever with nowhere to grow |
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But the heart we know when it's asking |
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Its exact twin, it will not be alone |