Widespread Panic - Holden Oversoul

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the screen door to the farmer’s porch
to the back porch , to the backlands
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it’s never left closed
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a new air pushed a full wind
that brought worlds on through
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that only he could know
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as the last of november passed
with his new life , with his new wife
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she said she was feeling a little cold
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the ghost of a clown just danced in and
did a few tricks and danced out again
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warming a farmer’s soul

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summer was all there was
we were working , breathing heat
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terror rising out of control
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through that door came a breeze
wrapped on through our heads and around our spines
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cooling off the burning floor

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the morning’s breaking woke us long enough
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we were sure we could see
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the whole of some older birds
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riding to the ground on the falling leaves
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riding to the ground on some falling leaves
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one last time
one last time
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to feed
return to theme 2