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so much depends on a little red wheelbarrow
glazed with rainwater
beside the white chickens
these days a man dies you can't leave him be
gotta get his body offa your property mm-hmm
so much depends on a red wheelbarrow
glazed with rainwater…
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Spinning like the wheel
Painted on the temple
Does the wheel turn slowly
Or is it me that moves?
I can count the hours
And I can name the prophets
Kept like silver spoons
Struck like wooden matches
Should I call it sleep or divine…
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Maybe I’m someone
Or maybe I’m not
A tree falls in the forest
And the roots start to rot
And my lady she loves me
Whether I like it or not
I’ve got all that I need
I’ve got all that I’ve got
It’s too early for peaches
And it’s too late…
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Sunday morning, no such luck
My head is dizzy, it’s bright as fuck I’m dying
I make my way to south French broad
Lumbering wondering where she’s gone or something
I see Sam he’s in the same shape as me
Bundled in funneling misery by the…
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Oh, how did we get here
Seems familiar but it’s unclear
Did no one take the reigns before we lost control
I’d rather say something
If it’s better than nothing
Wouldn’t you think twice if it saves your soul
Chorus:
Darlin…
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I’m light and love
Until I go broke
I’m nothing but smiles
TIL I’m on my last smoke
And if the suns not in my eyes
I could tell you a joke
“It only gets better? Let’s leave it to hope”
I’m a fair weather vain
TIL the rain makes me…
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Beat Your Ass Like You're Talking Bout A Little Kid
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Recorded Live (Field recording) and in Studio for the June 2025 REM (Record every Month) .. Mixed and edited in Logic Pro
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Last of the five-day experiment in intervals. Again, my friend Ebow was acting persnickety, as is its wont (I'm sure I have nothing to do with it), and the result includes some abrasive string rattling. I like the melody of the original recording…
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It was not for me to chose
You’ve still got a lot to lose
Give it up or try again
Breaking ties or make amends
It’s almost miraculous
To go as far as you did
With the rage still white hot
In your white knuckle grip
You were dragged…
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