Wrap me up in roots on a summer day
Kick off your boots, come out and play
Come outside into the daylight
Traipse across the yard, throw stones at my window in the dead of night
Oh oh oh
Oh oh ohhh
When the dust settles, when the kettle's dry
I realize you have always been the favorite in my eyes
I loved you best, still, everything must rest
When you left I was like a hive without a bee
Carved up, withered, twisted like some old dead tree
I layed about in the tall grass hiding out
'Til they hit me with sticks and plunged me deep into the sound
Oh oh don't
Oh oh ohh
When the dust settles, when the kettle's dry
I realize you have always been the favorite in my eyes
I was a mess when you left, one foot in front of the other
I was a mess, it's a bitter pill, everything must rest
I felt no freedom being free
My time was just another chore for me
When the dust settles, when the kettle's dry
I realize you have always been the favorite in my eyes
I was a mess when you left, one foot in front of the other
I was a mess when you left, there was no place to hide
I was a mess when you left, I had to put the coins over your eyes
I was a mess, I was bereft, still, everything must rest
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