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Lesson in survival spinning out on turns
That gets you tough
Guru books, the bible, only a reminder
That you're just not good enough
You need to believe in something
Once I could in our love

Black road, double yellow line
Friends and kin, campers in the kitchen
That's fine sometimes but I know my needs
My sweet tumbleweed, I need more quiet times
By a river flowing, you and me
Deep kisses and the sun going down

Maybe it's paranoia, maybe it's sensitivity
Your friends protect you, scrutinize me
I get so damn timid
Not at all the spirit that's inside of me
Oh baby, I can't seem to make it with you socially
There's this reef around me

Love to see that green water in motion
I'm going to get a boat and we can row it
If you ever get the notion to be needed by me
Fresh salmon frying and the tide rolling in

I went to see a friend tonight
Was very late when I walked in
My talking as it rambled revealed suspicious reasoning
The visit seemed to darken him
I came in as bright as a neon light
And I burned out right there before him

I told him these things I'm telling you now
Watched them buckle up in his brow
When you dig down deep you lose good sleep
And it makes you heavy company
I will always love you, hands alike
Magnet and iron the souls

Lesson in survival spinning out on turns
That gets you tough
Guru books, the bible, only a reminder