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What song are you listening to right now?



How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found?
The same old fears
I wish you were here


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Is

I never look back at it, but it's always in front of me
It's always worth the hurt, but I know it's hurting me
I'll never let go of it because it's all that's going for me
I'll put it in the past when the past is history
A perfect example is all the things it's done to me
I think I might lose my mind, but not my memory
A perfect example is what we all wish we could be
I think I might lose my mind
I think I might lose my mind
You think you might lose your mind
But not the memory, means a lot to me
 

We stood and watched the river flow
We were too young to really know
In the country fair
Oh, in the country fair

We laid out in the long green grass
And never thought that it would pass
In the country fair
In the country fair

On an old, on an old open day
On an old rain shine open day
In the country fair
In the cool night air
In sweet summer time

We counted pebbles in the sand
Sand like time slippin' through our hand
In the country fair
In the country fair

On an old, on an old open day
On an old rain track open day
In the country fair
In the cool night air
In sweet summer time

Hmmm mmmm
On an old open day
On an old
Pine cone open day
 
If you cain't not speak like angels
well if you cain't not preach like Paul
Yes you can tell they in love with Jesus
You can say that he died for us all

 
What a great time machine this song is. Conducive to being played multiple times in a row. Or forever?

 
"So goodbye
Please stay with your own kind
And I'll stay with mine

There's something against us
It's not time
It's not time
So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye"

^ I picture an autistic person breaking up with an NT person while singing these lines. Just my imagination running wild.



"I'm just a country-mile behind
The world

I'm just a country-mile behind
The whole world
Oh oh, oh"

 
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Act like you want to act
Be what you want to be
Find out who you really are
And don't pay any attention to me

 
To HG:

Jerry gave us the number
Jerry gave us a place to stay
And Billy got a hold of a van
And man we moved in the very next day

To twenty-five forty-one
Big windows to let in the sun
Twenty-five forty-one

Well I put down the money
And I picked up the keys
We had to keep the stove on all night long
So the mice wouldn't freeze

You put our names on the mailbox
And I put everything else in the past
It was the first place we had to ourselves
I didn't know it would be the last

Twenty-five forty-one
Big windows to let in the sun
Twenty-five forty-one

Now everything is over
Now everything is done
Everything's in boxes
At twenty-five forty-one

Well things are so much different now
I'd say the situation's reversed
And it'll probably not be the last time
I'll have to be out by the first

Twenty-five forty-one
Big windows to let in the sun
Twenty-five forty-one
Big windows to let in the sun
Twenty-five forty-one
Big windows to let in the sun
Twenty-five forty-one
Big windows to let in the sun
Big windows to let in the sun
Big windows to let in the sun
Big windows to let in the sun
 
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