Clear Water And Concrete
Bound Stems
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On a lucky afternoon:
I wake up, you're tickling my feet.
I watch my neighbor play it proud.
You don't have much to say to me.
On a lucky afternoon:
I pull the blankets to my chin.
You sing about your little town.
I fall in love with you again.
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Well i grew up the same way you did.
On a lucky afternoon:
You're dancing all around my head.
You grab the papers from the porch.
We take the evening instead.
I grew up the same way you did.