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Waxwing

pochette album What these hands have grown
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Date de parution : 22/08/2000

Durée : 0:07:33

Style : Alternative



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Blessed am i to sit here today
Taking this time to carve out a place
Where i may find some rest and give others solace
To remind and remember, what can't be bought with dollars
From your pockets. not everything.
It's something i should remember.
Treasure it its all you own
Treasure it its all that's your own
Food costs money and kids gotta eat something
If a farmers work is honest the contribution won't be unnoticed.
I wish i were a farmer.
To be satisfied with what these hands have grown
No food of mine sits in the bellies of others
Instead this strange secret twisting which each only knows.

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