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So I lay down bored Floored by tongue in groove antics I think we nailed it

Most things I forget The rest melt inside my mind We are memories

Goodbye clear blue sky Closing in on closing out Hello warm and dry

Encased in new skin Against the cruel elements To stand against time

Harvest is coming All I have is a hammer Nails, nails, nails, nails, nails

Nestling deep in The over growing garden A lost hideaway

I will gently rise And softly call to the trees For from these I came

Under the rafters Up and up and up we go Hanging from the eaves