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Foot on the gas
who stayed forever?
shoulder to shoulder.

Let me be sick with your heat,
arriving in the fumes.
Let me end that river

Once more fog
winding all day
he picks up his disguise.

Fading out like an old movie
pulls down the shade
as you are gone.

His heart already pushing over the red routes of other's road map

With blue eyes to the thread
neither bird
nor stone

Let me flutter and drop
Let me cluster and arrange
Let me flow through the same ruined scene

It was a long trip with little days in it
and no new places

Foot on the gas
Who stayed forever?
shoulder to shoulder.

Reverb

I carried my bones to;
Who’s she?
I built a life
And in the end,
there was no place.

I made up a song
that wasn’t true
There was no other yet
I would rather think of
Not now.

I could hardly name her,
A man of many hearts?
I robbed the stones of the river,
I have tied her down

I have tied this knot in my dreams.
A man of many hearts does not need me.
There was no other chamber for it,
Only the knot.

I made up a song
that wasn’t true
There was no other yet
I would rather think of
Not now.

You see,
the song is life.
But she was ten colors,
the life I can’t live.

For years
Season after season,
but by time
I will have tied these other knots

I stamped her out with a song
You tie your own bedded down knot.

Just once, just once
the song is life.
But she was ten colors,
the life I can’t live.

There is no law for this
and the clover has grown thorns
as he passes;
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