New Jersey born, yeah
The flat land of Nebraska
From
Well all the love we had was ours
Even in
Well the earth shakes
And I'm lying awake on the
On the roof, underneath the lines of planes,
Their landing
It's like any other day, Rose
You won't lose a
It's been a long time, friend
Since we've said much
Driving alone on this North Country road
In the middle
Would you order on demand
From the disembodied hand
From
A thousand years ago you might have walked with practicals
It's a simple day outside.
The sun is the only
There's a crack in my window where the rain peeks
Growing tired, barely walking
Walking over this sweet grave
Winds
You were spoken for
I spent twenty lifetimes at your
In the back of a camouflage truck
They locked me
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