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Waiting In The Weeds

coming on the end of August.
Another promise almost gone.
And thought I heard some men say that every dog will have his day,
He never mentioned that these dog get so long.

I don't when I realized the dream was over.
Well, there was no hour, no given day.
You know it go down in flames,
was no final scene, no frozen frame,
I just it slowly fade away.

And been waiting in the weeds,
Waiting for my time to come again.
And hope is on the breeze,
Carrying my soul up above the ground.
And been keeping to myself,
Knowing that the are slowly changing.
Even know with somebody else,
never love you like I do.

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

And I've waiting in the weeds,
Waiting for the to settle down.
Along the back roads, running the fields,
Lying on the of this lonesome town.
And I imagine in your hair, you're at the county fair,
You're holding and laughing,
And now the Ferris has stopped,
swinging on the top, suspended there with him,
And the darling of the chic, playboy of the week,
The flavor of the week is melting down your pretty summer dress, baby what a you're making.

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

And been waiting in the weeds,
Waiting for the summer to fall.
Upon the birds, scattering the seeds,
Answering the of the
Tide's tune, the phases of the moon,
The of the heart, the egg and dart.
A small spider spinning in the dark,
In spite of all the the web is torn apart.

And been waiting in the weeds,
Waiting for my time to around again.
And is floating on the breeze,
my soul high up above the ground.
And I've been to myself,
Knowing that the seasons are changing.
Even know you're with else,
He'll love you like I do.