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Damn your migration
It came without warning
You're leaving town Tuesday morning
What will the sun do when it sees
There's no blankets on your bed nobody on your sheets
What will the priest say to empty pews
Well his sheep found greener pastures
One less lamb to accuse
Breathe deep, be free
So send some help
But don't write my name
For you have forgotten how to spell it
The letters are all the same
Just breathe me deep and clear your mind
Let our spirits steep together from time to time
Don't want to see no brake lights on your way
When you pass me on the corner outside your place
Breathe deep, be free
No sweet sense comes to me
No lost flowers falling from the sky
One last look back from your speeding train away
Spinning sweet stinger oh play your harp, play your harp, delayed