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very fine Don Henley song one will never hear on radio. Its comin on the end of August, another summers promise almost gone. And though I heard some wise man say that every dog will have his day He never mentioned that these dog days get so long I dont know when I realized the dream was over...well, there was no particular hour, no given day. You know, it didnt go down in flame, there was no final scene, no frozen frame- I just watched it slowly fade away And Ive been waiting in the weeds, waiting for my time to come around again and hope is floating on the breeze carrying my soul high up above the ground and Ive been keepin to myself, knowin that the seasons are slowly changing Even though youre with somebody else, hell never love you like I do Ive been biding time with crows and sparrows, while peacocks prance and strut upon the stage; If finding love is just a dance - proximity and chance- You will excuse me if I skip the masquerade And Ive been waiting in the weeds waiting for the dust to settle down along the back roads running through the fields Lying on the outskirts of this lonesome town And I imagine sunlight in your hair Youre at the county fair, Youre holding hands and laughing. And now the ferris wheel has stopped youre swinging on the top Suspended there with him And hes the darling of the chic, the flavor of the week is melting down your pretty summer dress baby, what a mess youre making Ive been stumbling through some dark places now Im following the plow. I know Ive fallen out of your good graces, Its alright now And Ive been waiting in the weeds Waiting for the summer rain to fall upon the Wild birds scattering the seeds answering the calling of the tides eternal tune The phases of the moon, The chambers of the heart, The egg and dart of small gray spiders spinning in the dark, in spite of all the times the web is torn apart And Ive been waiting in the weeds waiting for the time to come around again and Hope is floating on the breeze, Carrying my soul high up above the ground and Ive been keeping to myself knowing that the seasons are slowly changing Even though youre with somebody else hell never love you like I do https://youtube/watch?v=5ZeoDK1sjb8
Posted on: Sat, 22 Nov 2014 01:53:18 +0000

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