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I love this country
And she loved me than I could imagine
So I waited till she slept then I stepped into

Pan away from the backyard to drift some
Woke up in Texas to a liquor store
With a woman who don't drink alcohol
Big IRONY tagged on the wall
She was named for another flat
We had a strong back
In we had a bond
That would never see the break of
To damn of the queen trying to take the pawn
that away
Yes, yes out west
And got
With the nurture that she gave me made me trip and get
was a lady in Los Angeles
That handled this the way the suggests (the way the manual suggests)
She turned me on to music that I heard before
She told me stories from a cup I had to to pour
And I know what hurt it more
Professional journals or burn holes
Scarring up the floor

Found a hollow hole in the Colorado
It's like I anywhere el Diablo go
Took a with a feline
And sat silent while the snow flakes fell into the
Can't let her up on top on the top floor
Been there done that what do you think locked for?
I've lost more to my soul
Then I care to talk so I'll be out I'll be on the road
Down, down, in Gainesville
No stranger to shame, Coletrane, and pills
Sometimes the ceiling is to to stare at
But it keeps me from a forest full of snare taps and bear
And it can't come clean the sun beams
And it ain't without the drum beats
I can tell she don't me as is
Time to climb into the van and make the back stiff
I had to add one more story to the
Already interwoven through a New cigarette
Ex-lover and a friend
best lover and an ex-friend hoping for alcoholic
sentimentalism and the of religion on the PA
the people here say
God the DJ
She stays to for a replay
I wonder if I'll be able to hear it from the freeway

Chicago inside of an bottle
a thin line between gossip and gospel
There's a house over there near Wicker
Where I found out was afraid of the dark
Had to her heart just to help me heal up
Tie a knot in the just to help me seal up
And make sure them demons stay the core
Pray for you and yours and whoever you believe in
Look around you there's angels us
Look around you there's angels us
Sitting in the at some sidewalk cafe
of her wet cigarette in the ash tray
Just to find a lost soul to save
And I'm a lost soul trying to a road that's paved
Keep faith in my pack my beliefs
Angels exist I've even seen some
I this fucking country
And she loved me more than I could
So I waited till she then I stepped into traffic