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Sometimes it's better to sit and wait; there's too much weight on the strings in that mind of mine. I've seen too much. (too fast) I haven't sat long enough to make any of it last. (You've ran past.) I've spent a night in the woods; laying on a bench, looking at meteors,     thinking of the coulds and shoulds.
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Dec 21, 2012
Dec 21, 2012 at 11:29 AM UTC
Woods (night)
Sometimes it's better to sit and wait; there's too much weight on the strings in that mind of mine. I've seen too much. (too fast) I haven't sat long enough to make any of it last. (You've ran past.) I've spent a night in the woods; laying on a bench, looking at meteors,     thinking of the coulds and shoulds.
chris-rodgers
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Dec 21, 2012
Dec 21, 2012 at 11:29 AM UTC
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