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Find a place that's safe and dry |
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make that your home. |
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When you're hungry |
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find some food |
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and eat it slowly. |
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And it sounds like sage advice |
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but no, it's not from me. |
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It's from Richard Brautigan. |
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Plant your poems in the garden |
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and watch them grow. |
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Show your little ones |
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that you were once a little one. |
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And it sounds like sage advice |
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but no, it's not from me. |
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It's from Richard Brautigan. |
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And I don't rest easier. |
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No, I don't rest easier |
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knowing you can write a story |
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just like I can write a song |
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when the words we say out loud |
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turn out all wrong. |
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And I don't rest easier. |
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No, I don't rest easier |
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knowing you can write a story |
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just like I can write a song |
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when the bones that carry us |
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will soon be gone. |
