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The Classic Crime - The Beginning (A Simple Seed) |
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I left my heart in a plastic box |
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on the bedside table. |
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It will be locked 'til I get home. |
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I've grown feeble and tired of the world, |
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and tired of constantly missing my girl. |
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And I long to smell the sea |
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I miss the Pacific Ocean |
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and the northwest air, |
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and to run each of my fingers |
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through the strands of her hair. |
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I've been all over this country lately, |
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but I've been nowhere it seems, nowhere. |
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Well, I've found the cure |
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for my landlocked blues. |
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It's coming home to you. |
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If a simple seed gets just what it needs, |
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then a redwood tree can grow |
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up to a hundred feet for the world to see, |
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and endure the sleet and snow. |
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But if my whole life was wrapped and priced, |
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I wonder what the tag would show. |
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'Cause every time I'm close to the holy ghost, |
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I always seem to let her go. |
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I let her go. |
