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You are the roots that sleep beneath my feet and hold the earth In place

Short story By: Haze
Romance


I sang this song to some one I loved


Submitted:Jan 8, 2013    Reads: 21    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I met you through a common friend in the back yard of your parents house And I thought i didn't know it then, I soon was finding out Oh you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet and hold the earth in place Each time the faucet opens words are spoken the water runs away And I hear your name no nothing has changed There was this book I read and loved A story of a ship Who sailed around the world and found that nothing else exists Beyond his own two sails and wooden shell And what is held in all else is sure to pass We clutch and grasp And debate what's truly permanent But when the wind starts to shift FWell there's no argument Now I sing and drink and sleep on floors And try hard not to be annoyed By all these people worrying about me But when I'm suffering through and awful drive You accationaly cross my mind Well it's my hidden hope that you are still among them Well are you? Oh you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet and Hold the earth in place each time a curtin Opens sunlight pours in a life time melts away (Conor oberst)




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