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Driving I see those flooded fields
How can people not what beauty this is?
I've taken it for granted my life
the day I was born

Clouds hang on these curves me
And I kneel to the wheel of the fox
On splendid
And he shames me from my
And on my feet
I him in retreat

What in these deeds
Oh fox please
Who me to these orphan blues
Its not for you to
But for you to weep and
When the death of your precedes you

I ever see you again?
Will there be no one me to put my faith in?
I flooded my sleeves as I drove home