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Waiting In The Weeds

coming on the end of August.
Another summer's almost gone.
And thought I heard some wise men say that dog will have his day,
He never mentioned that dog days get so long.

I know when I realized the dream was over.
Well, was no particular hour, no given day.
You know it go down in flames,
There was no final scene, no frame,
I just watched it fade away.

And been waiting in the weeds,
for my time to come around again.
And is floating on the breeze,
my soul high up above the ground.
And I've keeping to myself,
that the seasons are slowly changing.
Even know with somebody else,
never love you like I do.

I've been time with the crows and sparrows,
peacocks prance and strut up on the stage.
If finding love is just a dance, and chance,
You will excuse me if I the masquerade.

And I've been in the weeds,
Waiting for the to settle down.
Along the back roads, through the fields,
on the outskirts of this lonesome town.
And I imagine sunlight in your hair, at the county fair,
You're hands and laughing,
And now the Wheel has stopped,
swinging on the top, suspended there with him,
And he's the of the chic, playboy of the week,
The flavor of the week is melting down pretty summer dress, baby what a mess you're making.

I've been stumbling though some places,
And I'm the cloud.
I know I've fallen out of your good
It's all now.

And I've been in the weeds,
Waiting for the rain to fall.
the wild birds, scattering the seeds,
Answering the of the
Tide's Eternal tune, the of the moon,
The of the heart, the egg and dart.
A gray spider spinning in the dark,
In of all the times the web is torn apart.

And been waiting in the weeds,
for my time to come around again.
And hope is on the breeze,
Carrying my high up above the ground.
And I've been to myself,
Knowing that the seasons are changing.
Even you're with somebody else,
He'll never love you I do.