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Simple back beats seem to sooth me |
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If I could hold them I would let sing |
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Take some rest as if not wicked |
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Walk around enjoying silence |
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A world away, elders gather |
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Begin their tongues and hardly falter |
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Words of fun, joy and grievance |
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Simple songs, work and penitence(?) |
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Drowning like a stone |
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Or a path overgrown |
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Never lie away |
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So for goodness sake |
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Down the road |
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Deer are crossing |
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The grass is greener where they're walking |
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Rattling beast and heavy movement |
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Mark their now son before we lose them |
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Bear your arms ever so wisely |
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Burn them all if you have no need |
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Dress to kill but kill so kindly |
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Hollow hearts to weak and weary |
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Drowning like a stone |
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Or a path overgrown |
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Never lie away |
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So for goodness sake |
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Now call me crazy |
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But all the old ways of living simple are simply fading |
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And all we buy is time before we die |
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Lay on down sense of how |
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One old friend he seldom told me |
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I don't mind is the devils playpen |
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Mind the gaps and watch them closely |
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Spread the love but chose your friends wisely |
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To love yourself to love your family |
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Find the difference between wants and needs |
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Be sure to stop count your blessings |
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Smell the roses and fight for something |
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Drowning like a stone |
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Or a path overgrown |
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Never lie away |
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So for goodness sake |
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Now call me crazy |
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But all the old ways of living simple are simply fading |
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And all we buy is time before we die |
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Lay on down sense of how |
