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“’Neath a crowd of mongrel trees
I pulled that bothersome thread
Got down on my knees
Grabbed my pen and bowed my head
Tried to summon all that my heart finds true
And send it in my letter to you
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“Big black train comin’ down the track
Blow your whistle long and long
One minute you’re here
Next minute you’re gone
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“I think we’ve given love too much airtime
when you call him heaven and you call him back
and you see the same needs in the new man
trying to build on the love that he had
what if you still love him and he gives up
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“I’m taken in by what you’ve told me
but keep it all inside your songs
this isn’t real, you don’t even know me
how am I what you’re thinking of
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“We were leaving the mountain, it needed the day
I watched as the whiteness melted away
Our driver liked talking, with the hills in his eyes
and he mentioned a forest buried in ice