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If the trials at hand are really getting you down You had a close call I didn't even see it, then another one I hardly believed it at all What the writers say - it means shit to me now Plants and animals We're on a bender when it's 80 degrees The end of December - what's going on? Only for you and me In a showing of hands, "Who's going back to the South?" Where hungry necks that I know (been running a blender in a lightning storm) Are disguised as a blessing I'm sure And knowing ahead, there comes a fork in the road Pants have got to go We're on an island on the fourth of July Looks like the tide is going home In time I find a little way to your heart Now to the general store for nothing specific Going to wash my bones in the Atlantic shore Only for you and me |