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Falling Rocks and Puddles of Mud
Sit down, tell me how you feel, tell me 'bout the way she done you wrong
I know I'm treading in the water of a piscine where I probably don't
belong
If you don't really want to talk about it, you can ask me to be gone
That's better, and, yes, I got your letter full of all the details of
Your sadderday
Trying to find some love in this world with a strange girl, well, hell,
There must be a better way
"Find myself a monastery for the ordinary," is what you say
Well, it's a long road for those who've lost their heart
You've gotta walk down barefoot from the start
That's it, don't be so hard on yourself and no one else can do the same
Finish your story about your girl, I'm sorry, but I have forgotten her name
Tell me what a ho she is and how her actions were so inhumane
Well, it's a high river for those who've been betrayed
Sometimes you gotta swim in the water before you get to wade
Well, it's a long road for those who've lost their love
You gotta watch for falling rocks and puddles of mud
©1996 A. Ray. Annabel Is Her Mother Today (ASCAP).
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