Lots more so.
Day long, widely go, I walked down dirt roads and stood in a time grade.
The stone walls lined the road, black and white cattle rung in the fields, calm and
up straight. There's times of change since midnight, I never thought I'd see the day.
There's houses in the cornfield and fall and down bomb, and the old dirt roads pay, and the old dirt roads pay.
Green hands, lace and primrose, got nothing on you, babe.
I've seen your eyes without their tone, but I didn't look away, I didn't look away.
When the blossom sweetness fades, when your tongue is tired, there's nothing you need to say, there's nothing I require.
Get along in this green, you are one bright yellow dandelion flower. Are you glad for what you see?
Are you glad we shared these hours, are you glad?
There's fruit on every tree, far more than we can eat. You share yours with the humming birds.
I'll share mine with the bees, I'll share mine with the bees.
Does the wind ever go out dancing? Does the day prepare a feast?
Does the rain get tired of falling? Does the night ever get to sleep? Does the night ever get to sleep?
I love how long the days get, before the summer starts to wane. I love the way our hearts fit, and this jigsaw love we make, and this jigsaw love.
We're walking through the land, your souls and dreams ahead, tell the world where we are.
Hey, a thousand miles away makes trouble to be so far to play, we've pulled our fears aside, a thousand miles away from home.
Hey, we are the un-subscribed peace to every day, tell them we are, tell them we are, we are on the way.
Some are waving around, someone carried me home.
Point was never noticed, sleeping on the floor, but I know we were there.
Some were playing in around, some were dipping so low.
Life was seen no matter, as the night slipped away, we were so old in the air.
We were holding on to the moon, we were shaking our hips.
That's been telling me why, holding in our bed, said I'll hold, let you go.
Does the night ever get to sleep?
I love how long the days get, before the summer starts to wane.
I love the way our hearts fit, and this jigsaw love we made, and this jigsaw love.
That's some flower down on the corner, never seems to be afraid, seen it standing there at midnight.
Seen it waving at daybreak, seen it smiling at daybreak.
Queen Anne's lays in front row, got nothing on eBay, I've seen your eyes without their clothes.
I didn't look away, I didn't look away.
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