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Sep 2018
Weaver's and dreamers
Hold your hands out
And let your ideas flow free
Be willing to catch them when they all fall your way
Tend to mischief if it makes your craft
ALLOW the winds to change you if you need changing
Don't be afraid to fall no matter how high you've climbed
Never let go of the rungs of the ladder that holds your life
And you'll be fine
At least, for a little while

Mile to Mile you will see
That were really all the same
We blame money and we need pain
At least, for a little while

We walk with these ghosts
They a want a part of us every day
And I'm just trying to say no
Sometimes it's hard to let go
When you need someone you know
Let it be real for them forever or
At least, for a little while
The roof the fiddler played on
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