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The Hurdle

	I lost a place that
	I love It disappeared into the woods where it belong
	That cool spot, all that sun patched ridge
	That watery pool, where the hand in those ruins
	You hear that sound, the hurdle crashing down
	Do you miss that voice, that’s what
	I’d rather believe
	It was the land, the land of milk and honey
	That you just watched, being humble like pretty
	Come back to haunt, all things are too
	Come back to test, as long as it’s new
	I’m tired of talk,
	I’m tired of news
	Hear the hurdle, heard the hurdle, sleep on whatever you do
	You hear that sound, the hurdle crashing down
	Do you miss that voice, that’s what
	I’d rather believe
	Would you tell that now, the ones do tiny things
	Look at around, and fire and it seems
	That seal and it’s ... it’s always sealed
	We won’t seal, over death we were certain too real
	You want some, you want some
	You like some
	You hear that sound, the hurdle crashing down
	Do you miss that voice, that’s what
	I’d rather believe, believe,
	Would you tell that now, would you tell that now
	What would say, the words that talk...
	Just my ...they behind you,
	On and on, on and on, on and on, we’re stopping.

	I lost a place that
	I love It disappeared into the woods where it belong
	That cool spot, all that sun patched ridge
	That watery pool, where the hand in those ruins
	You hear that sound, the hurdle crashing down
	Do you miss that voice, that' s what
	I' d rather believe
	It was the land, the land of milk and honey
	That you just watched, being humble like pretty
	Come back to haunt, all things are too
	Come back to test, as long as it' s new
	I' m tired of talk,
	I' m tired of news
	Hear the hurdle, heard the hurdle, sleep on whatever you do
	You hear that sound, the hurdle crashing down
	Do you miss that voice, that' s what
	I' d rather believe
	Would you tell that now, the ones do tiny things
	Look at around, and fire and it seems
	That seal and it' s ... it' s always sealed
	We won' t seal, over death we were certain too real
	You want some, you want some
	You like some
	You hear that sound, the hurdle crashing down
	Do you miss that voice, that' s what
	I' d rather believe, believe,
	Would you tell that now, would you tell that now
	What would say, the words that talk...
	Just my ... they behind you,
	On and on, on and on, on and on, we' re stopping.