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Once, the dogs have quit their barking
Son, my neighbour said to me,
Know the emptiness of talking blue
the same issue
Run - I'll do no more the talking
Haunted by a past I just can't see
Anymore
Anymore

But let me tell you I have never planned
To let go of the hand that has been
Clinging by its thick country skin
To my yellow country teeth

Far, far away from West Virginia
I'll try New York City
Explaining that the sky holds you in
The sun rushes in and a child
With a shotgun can shoot down the honeybees that sting
But this boy could use a little sting

Who will get me to a party
Who, do I have yet to meet
You, you look a bit like coffee
And you taste a little like me
How can I keep me from moving
Now I need a change of scenery
Just listen to me
I won't pretend
To understand the movement of the wind
Or the waves out in the ocean
Over the hours
I tread softly, slowly, plainly, blindly, oh me!