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I know you’ll find the spotlight You’ll be so high when you sing Every door leads to some stage Don’t look too long at shiny things Don’t look too long at shiny things You believe in a sidewalk star Paid for deep colors on your screens…

It’s a weird valley I’m making my way down through The river runs hot and gold the trees leaves blow blue The birds you’ve never seen nor heard their calls There’s a party tonight at Weird Valley Falls I went looking for this place with…

Breaking things Can be fun for a while Until it’s not You only see the child In the mirror Tearing up his home The reflection Now standing all alone You’re breaking things You’re breaking things Sometimes doors Pretty windows…

Half my life has settled into Time to try the things we never Make your mind up about it White third eye embroidered on the Waves wash out the water green and Serpentine the river bending And I’ve wasted half the night Counting cards…

A little light A little snow I cannot hide I have to know The old hiking shoes The unripened fruit The fly fishing ties I unraveled you Beyond Herrell Hill Beyond Charlotte Pike Beyond the Oort Cloud Without a shred of doubt

Everything is not fine pass the pipe this way I’m putting on Highway to Hell Everything’s not ok Everything is not fine The wine’s all gone you say I’ll make a run down to Mapco No now it’s a Circle K You know my name if someone…

I await a place in the north The tiny cottage saved by the fables They left the key right there by the door No worries if a new visitor comes There’s nothing here but books and a carpet Nobody knows that he died years ago My ears ring…