In the Dark

Weeds
In the dark
Looking for
Some kind of spark
In all the times you let the clock run out Wouldn't matter anyhow
And I know
It's true
The dark
Is inside of you
But we keep on moving on Moving on to the same sound
Weeds
In the dark
We're nothing more
Than some kind of spark
We're skylined and rooted in the ground With a steady hand that moves the plow



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