And as it turns the drain was only plugged with a guilty conscience over making a quick decision to decide the whole life the whole of the apple and the weight crushed my newtonian mind 3 simple laws? to judge and make a choice is to be judged and to be chosen to have a voice and mine bellows sound forgiveness of the past your name is known around town and carefully I chose not deletion but to let time heal see the plan to its completion I'm on tour us laying in a tent green pastures of head bobbers the joint end cracklin we wake up at our own show only to fall back again and we make love and we make love and we make love and a thousand guitars and curse words lives and news blurbs and adaptations will never upset the foundation cause these songs have been like children reaching adolescence waiting to be taught waiting to have presence yes I took it way to far the mind is my car door and mine is still ajar but our peace is none to far its well past the first chapter we shall read to yonder star
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