Spring, spring, flowers blossom and bloom Squirrel, squirrel, jump down onto my roof Sparrow, cardinal, hummingbird Redwood, holly tree, juniper The service moves slowly through the hills Faint sound of the highway Night sets on the church of pines Ending the day, they laid down to rest From my room, I look at the street And see the youths passing along While I unwind, head in a song And in my bed, I play the guitar I loosen the strings til I find a tone And if it dont come then I put it down Howl, howl, dogs of the neighborhood Moon glow, over the gravestones Dense vines, strangle the black oaks The lamp light, the fallen fence posts The sun rises over the tree line With welcoming morning light Day sets on the church of pines One day well all be laid to rest From the hills I look up at stars And feel the darkness swell like a bruise And in my head, Im playing with words I scramble and strain to find the right ones Sometimes there are none Sometimes they dont come
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