deeply shaken see I come that way ill at ease in my own skin
I hum along to the down home drone down in my soul to stay ain't gonna listen to my own noise
even though I love the sound it come back hollow on hollow
when it come back around back around quick to anger and quick to speak afraid to lose these things not mine to keep the spirit is willing the flesh is weak how long have you been standing there only here a lonley man I do I get behind myself seemes he has turned his head
grieved in my spirit by my hands this collector of useless clutter
somethin now has caught his eye now his words only stumble out in stutters.
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