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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 every dog have his day,
He never mentioned that dog days get so long.

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

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

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

And I've been in the weeds,
for the dust to settle down.
Along the back roads, running the fields,
Lying on the of this lonesome town.
And I sunlight in your hair, you're at the county fair,
You're holding and laughing,
And now the Wheel 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.

been stumbling though some dark places,
And I'm the cloud.
I know I've fallen out of your graces
all right now.

And I've been in the weeds,
Waiting for the summer to fall.
Upon the birds, scattering the seeds,
the calling 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 I've been in the weeds,
Waiting for my time to around again.
And is floating on the breeze,
Carrying my soul high up the ground.
And I've keeping to myself,
Knowing that the are slowly changing.
Even know you're with else,
never love you like I do.