I been working double shift all night
Bees make honey, I'm
I'm worried 'bout you baby down in your rabbit hole
The
It doesn't always have a shape
Almost never does it have
Oh, in my mind's eye, a plantation
In the clearing is
You're old enough to know well
The better things are all
Got my window open wide
I got my window open wide
Got
I was born in the summer of Sam
Smaller and sooner
We'd feel much better if we sunk this treasure
And we
Mother you saw my eyes
On the fourth of July
Under a
I made a promise to not let go
Our tug of
Lay your worries
Down at your door
Now my loves
Meet me out
In the open sky
A perfect storm
In to the arms of the unknown
In to the
In a world full of pretty things
You carry out only
I made a promise to not let go
Our tug of
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