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We follow roads that wind like twine through country side, |
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the poor and the fine |
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We rode in cars packed to the brim with books and friends, eager as kids |
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Seeking peace and silent sound |
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but the road could not be found |
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Three times drove past and turned around |
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Home sweet home, our cabin in the pines |
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Couch rearranged, the stories spilled, |
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unguarded mouths as life filled the house |
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Drip, drip, drip, goes shower, sink, keeping time on metal beneath |
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Seeking peace and silent sound |
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Hours of heaviness profound |
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Moon, soft moon, your mist, sweet perfume |
