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Travis Flippo
Travis Flippo
Akustische Gitarre
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Travis Flippo
Travis Flippo
Songwriter:in
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Travis Flippo
Travis Flippo
Produzent:in

Lyrics

The easiness here is quite enough for me
Birds don't much whistle, shine bright through the trees
And I know that I'm in my place to be
The borders and lines don't mean a thing
The limitless greenery has got much to lend
Mind and body, still I'm wanting, more of its blend
And I know they want a piece from me
Making servants of men and fools out of me
It's not you who had to go
And it's not you who wants to show
A passport of entry to my
Country of love
Another voice comes crying out distant from my ear
Milk and bread and gas and beer, half their worth up here
And I know after sixteen weeks things are still unclear
The night breaks, the darkness lies, fog approaches near
Every day comes over the stoic mountain face
Blinding me beyond my eyes grow weary in this place
And I know I should be glad I'm woken up without disgrace
Start me off with another cup of wasting my days
It's not you who had to go
And it's not you who wants to show
A passport of entry to my
Country of love
Come with me to another time when I could understand
When you live out on your own no one will lend a hand
And I know that I'm in my place to be
Borders and lines don't mean a thing
Written by: Travis Flippo
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