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A gardener told me some plants move |
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But I could not believe it |
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Till me and Hannah Hunt |
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Saw crawling vines and weeping willows |
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As we made our way from Providence to Phoenix |
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A man of faith said |
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Hidden eyes could see what I was thinking |
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I just smiled and told him |
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That was only true of Hannah |
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And we glided on through Waverley and Lincoln |
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Our days were long our nights no longer |
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Count the seconds, watching hours |
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Though we live on the US dollar |
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You and me, we got our own sense of time |
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In Santa Barbara, Hannah cried |
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And missed those freezing beaches |
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I walked into town |
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To buy some kindling for the fire, |
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Hannah tore the New York Times up into pieces |
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If I can't trust you then damn it, Hannah |
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There's no future, there's no answer |
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Though we live on the US dollar |
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You and me, we got our own sense of time |
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If I can't trust you then damn it, Hannah |
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There's no future, there's no answer |
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Though we live on the US dollar |
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You and me, we got our own sense of time |