Anodyne
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
 

1891
They looked around the forest
They made their house from cedars
They made their house from stones

Oh, they're a little like you, and

They're a little like me
When they're falling me

Thought we were devoid

A change or two
Around this place
(This place)
(This place)

When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with

(When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with)



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