Once the dogs had quit their barking Son, my neighbor said to me Know the emptiness of talking blue The same old sheep Run, Ill do no more this walking Haunted by a past I just cant see anymore, anymore Well, let me tell you I never meant to let go of the hand Thats been clinging by its thick country skin To my yellow country teeth To my yellow country teeth Far, far away from West Virginia Ill, Ill try New York City Explaining that the sky holds the wind, the sun rushes in A child with a shotgun can shoot down honeybees that sting Oh, this boy could use a little sting! Alright 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 of me How can I keep me from moving? Now I need a change of scenery Just listen to me I wont pretend to understand The movement of the wind or the waves in the ocean Or like the hours, I change softly Slowly, plainly, blindly, oh me Oh my
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