Jane’s boy
he gone, so soon, she barely had time to hold him
In a joy,
She lead her life no matter how inflicting
Here’s a word for all the the things you barely said
Let be heard, a song to whistle by his name
Everytime the sound of gravel hits the road again
It’s a crackle on the bend
a Very thin line to attend
And I know
She’d always tell herself she had it in her heart
to change the day despite the fact
that he was gone and never back
Oh won’t you Sing this to the blues and never fall to loose,
It don’t get back to that, whether it hits you off the track
They say our lonely life is worth a mountain
I’de like to climb above feel the horizon
Whatever you say it always comes down to a day
I’de like to settle back and lay but it ain’t up for me to play
I got dirt off my shoes / a while overused
I’de like to see you choose
Jane’s boy
he gone, so soon, she barely had time to hold him
In a joy,
She lead her life no matter how inflicting
Here’s a word for all the the things you barely said
Let be heard, a song to whistle by his name
I got to know what it’s you’re going for, counter for,
now step through the door, that’s right you’re heading to the core
I wonder why this remedy ain’t one that works for me
I tried so many different things I guess I’m running out you see
Many stay in a blaze, hoping that someone’ll raise
whatever it is they praise so long as can stay in craze
They reminisce on every time spent in the dent, forgetting
that the light can only shed what’s in the instant
I will see only the
light that will shine upon me
on The present ain’t something you can gamble to a bet
you try to fool yourself and yet it’s the only thing you’ll get at best
give a stand, try to understand
cos you don’t know what other blow is gonna take you by the hand
now that this old thing blows right off the morning
looking for a warning ain’t all about a bold thing
It’s just some time for you and me to settle down, duck down
Glance across the field, a recreation from around
I had a stroke on many rounds straight to the heart
it takes a little while to heal and pick up all the parts
Jane’s boy
he gone, so soon, she barely had time to hold him
In a joy,
She lead her life no matter how inflicting
Here’s a word for all the the things you barely said
Let be heard, a song to whistle by his name
I bet you know best
It’s gonna take a little more than messed protest
You don’t rest
now Have a little rhyming that will hold you to the test
No I won’t be the one who’s gonna handle all your stress
I know you know, this isn’t no trial,
You’re gonna have to step up and walk further for a mile
So breath to the breeze don’t stop for pretty please
Get a hold of yourself and stop begging on your knees
it ain’t right to be teased
As many times as you please
cos then again you’re sens of strength is sliding right off key
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